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angel-shaw · 3 years ago

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OKAY SO I LIED

Angel is up first 💖 Cuz I said so >:)

These are my headcanons/OC’s for the Redacted ASMR listeners (Warning there is a lot, I tried to dumb it down a bit but still lol)

Angle <3

Name: Leo Evans Gender: gender fluid(bio fem) Pronouns: he/she/they depending on their mood

If they ever have kids Angle would be happy to have their kid(s) to call them mom. They see it as a title rather than a gendered term. I think rather than Mrs. or Mr. they would use Mx. :)

Angle is the oldest out of 4 kids. They have 2 young brothers and 1 younger sister.

Angle helped raise their siblings because their parents worked a lot. Leading them to resort to quick and easy, cheep meals to feed them and their siblings. They started working when they where 13 by just mowing grass in the summer/spring/fall gardening whenever they could and shoveling driveways in the winter. Their siblings would pitch in and they made it into a game.

They learned not to relay on their parents promises to hang out or spend quality time with any of their siblings because they 99% of the time they got called in or had an emergency. So they spent a lot of time trying to make it up to their siblings, making it a point to never lie to them or brake their promises to them.

They never hated their parents because they loved them they where just busy working to get bills payed and get food on the table. Angle wanted to take some stress off of their parents so they asked them to teach them to do taxes and stuff so they could do it well they finally either spent sometime with their siblings or slept. They also started shopping for groceries and clothes for them and their siblings.

They had a relatively small budget for food and stuff so they got a lot of cheap stuff and relied heavily on the food they got from the school. Saving up any left overs for new clothes or some presents for their siblings.

Well they only got very little for any Hollidays they wanted to make each one special for the others. That’s when they got into decorating and stuff.

They tried to never shoplift but their younger brother (who is the second oldest) would take hygiene products, as he noticed they were getting low so his sibling wouldn’t have to worry about management into the budget. They didn’t realize this until later on (adults) because they were too focused on everything else.

They tried to keep up with school and their homework but found it hard in between taking care of and helping their siblings. They where unfortunate in the teachers department for a wile so they got more stressed by that. “You can’t just not do your homework! It’s important and you will fail without it!” “Sr. all due respect I’m trying I help my siblings with theirs and-“ “Do it well they are sleeping! You need to get it done period! The next time you don’t turn in your homework when it’s due its detention Evans!” Also stuff like “You have free time. You need to use that to study and do your work. Your just being lazy.” So they always felt a need to work themselves to the point of exhaustion. (Their siblings tried the best they could to help but they where also just kids)

They considered dropping out to get a job but their brother (3rd oldest) helped them out.

Once they graduated they got a full time job.They worked at an office job where they handled financial stuff at first. They moved out to their own apartment but made sure to stop by and help out their siblings with anything they needed. Especially when they where sick.

Their apartment was all most always messy and they never eat anything other than cheap stuff or things from their friends. The oldest brother learned how to cook decent meals and their parents job raises so they could afforded some better things. They stoped by for food a lot because they where invited. Their siblings helped them clean their apartment a few different times and never judged them for it.

They had two really close friends in high school that also helped them out. They understood that they had problems with control and stuff so they always listened and didn’t get upset at any fits they had.( got some real one 🙏)

They have a few different ex’s Michael is one obviously. They had an ex-named John, Ethan, and Justin. Those are the ones that lasted longer than 2 months, they had others but their siblings always cut them off quick(and for good reason)

They started dating Justin is high school and he used them for their body which made their gender dysphoria extremely bad. They had it before, but were still coming to terms with it. He wrecked their self-confidence and it took them a wile to fix it. He cheated on them with a girl in their Science class. That was the final straw for their sister and she made them brake up with the dushbag. They dated for almost a year.

Them came Ethan who love bomed them. This was after he found out Justin had cheated on them and said his girlfriend cheated on him and was abusive as well.(he was lying). Whenever he wanted something and he didn’t get his way he started saying that they where started to act like his ex. They dated for 6 mouths before he slipped up and said it in front of their siblings and got kicked out real quick.

They hadn’t dated in a few years and met John after they moved out. They met him at work and they hit it off. It went well for a while till one day he come home (their apartment they where letting him stay in FOR FREE) drunk for the 3rd and started yelling and throwing things. They left the apartment and walked to their parents house to cry in their siblings arms (poor baby) They went back in the morning with their their brother(the older one) and he was still their, still drunk. They had amused he would be passed out but nooo of course he wasn’t. Which is why their brother instead to walk them home. He put himself between them and ended up getting hit in the face with a bottle. They snapped and knocked him out (work it bitch) . They checked on their brother and called the police,after explaining what happened they where just told to be more careful and to next time call the police when the throwing started so it could get stoped before it got worse than it was. Safe to say that he was not welcome back and they broke up. Sadly he didn’t want to let them go and started begging for them to take him back. They went to HR. But they where useless so they quit and changed jobs. They changed the locks on their apartment and their friend stayed over for awhile. (15 months)

Said friend was Michael who they had met though their other friend. He offered to stay over and help them out for a wile. He slept on the couch for the first few weeks. He helped them get their mental state to a better place and respected it when they came out to him. That’s when they started dateing. He put his arms on their shoulders and told them he cared for them and that they didn’t have to worry anymore. They asked if they could kiss him and he said yes. It evolved from there and they where together for almost 1 and a half years. They had a really heathy relationship and ended up adopting their cat Sweetie when her mom got hit by a car and was left calling out for her mom. Michael had a huge sweet spots for cats, and of course they did to. Sweetie obviously favored Michael, of course she loved them too but she always came when michael called. They broke up on decent terms.(Fell out of love and he wanted to figure himself out.) It still hurt but it wasn’t anything like their other relationships. They had gotten an apartment together so he helped them find a new and in a safe area (away from their ex who still tried to win they back sometimes) They left Sweetie with him when they moved out. They talked on occasion about the cat but both agreed they should probably keep their distance.

The day they met David they walked into a home where store cuz they needed ✨light bulbs✨ and that’s when they saw David. They thought he was cute and grabbed what they needed (+ a little eye candy) and head for the self checkout. They put the bag in their car and went across town to get gas cuz it was ✨cheaper✨ as they where filling their tank they where watching YouTube and an add popped up for a game they had been wanting in a store right across the street. Of course they went to go check it out. They walked in and started looking for it. They noticed David again when they went to check out (they had gotten the game and a new cover for their switch cuz it had Link on it). They knew they saw in at the hardware store and still thought he was cute. But of course a few warnings went off because they where raised to be careful and they raised their siblings that way to. They where going to go home but they started to feel hungry and remembered about the fast food joint relatively close to their apartment and decided to go their for lunch. Then BOOM 💥 A wild David appeared! They said fuck it and made a move. You know where it went from their.

They told David a lot about their childhood but left out a lot of the sad stuff because they still where early in the relationship and they didn’t want to overwhelm him. ( cough cough-you can blame a certain ex for that) of course they told him about their cat and Michael. They mentioned they had other exes to but tried not going into a lot of detail. Of course David found out eventually. (Later on I think.) When John saw them with David outside and he ran up to them smothering them. Of course they tried to push him off, panicking, and David very quickly stepped in and pulled him off of them. Their ex tried to say they where his and David almost growled at him. Once they got away from the bitch David was going to ask who the hell he was but saw that his Angle was close to tears and shaking. He took them home and they told him what happened between them. Of course he was concerned and asked why they hadn’t told him. (He was calm here and wasn’t upset like the jealousy video) (that video made me cry by the way.) They told him they thought he stoped and they just wanted to forget about him. David understand and comforted them. (I WANT HIM OMG T^T)

So I have seen a lot of the Pups AU and I am engulfed by it. So for a little bit of context David and Angle had 2 kids Gabriel who was their first Kido and Natalie the second one

I absolutely love them and I want to add a few things myself - go check it out it is truly amazing 🥰 such amazingness

So because Angle is biologically a female for my OC they gave birth (I would like to say that this makes their identity no less valid and if you think trans people (specifically trans FTM, can’t give birth because it makes them “not a man “or “proves they are a woman “) get the fuck out please and thank you 🥰)

I said up at the top that I think Leo would use the term mom more as a role than gendered thing :) so somethings here include mom as a title they use :)

I think they had a C-section for Gabriel and he had some problems at birth. He was born with pneumonia and had to be care for in the hospital for a wile ( my brother was born pre-mature and with pneumonia so this is a little bit of a personal insert. My brother is fine btw it ok :D )

This of course worried David and Leo both but Gabriel was ok after getting the proper treatment, with Magic the recovery process was a lot easier to. When they finally got to bring him home the others where all over him. Of course everyone respected boundaries and didn’t push for Leo or David to let them hold or say hi or anything. About a week after they came home they invited Ash,babe,Milo,sweetheart,Sam,Darlin and Marie to come over a met/hold Gabriel for the first time. It was really sweet and Leo took a much needed rest with David as Darlin( this will make more sense when I post theirs lol) and Marie feed/held him.

When Gabriel first started going to school Angle was really worried, obviously, just nerves and Christian help with that because he was also a Parent and his kid was all ready in school. When Natalie was born she did not have any health problems and they could come home a lot sooner. Leo took a lot of videos of Gabriel and Natalie when they were babies and continue to as they grow up because they are adorable and want them to be able to look back at it. (Also because David never got to know his mom and only knew her though story’s and pictures,they wanted to make sure that if anything happened to them their kids would have something)

Also Leo is super protective of their kids. They got called to the school once because Natalie’s skirt was “to short” and she was in a tank top. And when I say Leo went off on the teacher that said that and the vice principal, I mean they had both of them almost trembling. After that they tried calling David. Ya no that didn’t work ether. Turns out he’s also protective and won’t stand for bigotry.

When Natalie was in middle school after her powers had manifested she was being picked on by some older kids. Well normally she wouldn’t take it she was tired and just wanted to go to lunch. A freelancer, a water elemental and a air elemental were the ones picking on her. A fire elemental that was her age stepped in and told them to go away. The freelancer started arguing with the fire elemental and she started to heat up (no fault of her own) and this is when the water and air elemental got the bright idea to poor freezing water on the two girls. Natalie noticed and went into defensive mode pushing the girl out of the way and tackling the water elemental. The freelancer then decided to use fire and ended up burning Natalie‘s side Natalie shifted to protect the other fire elemental girl. Darlin’s kid gave Natalie their gym clothes and her and the fire elemental girl where taken into the office. Angel was called along with the other girls father. Angel was told that her daughter had been fighting and needed to come be picked up they we’re told nothing about the severe burn on Natalies side. She of course want to the school and was on the phone with David when they spotted the fire elementals father outside of the office and she asked. It ended up being Damien who was their with Gavin because of course Damien was upset that his daughter had been fighting, but was concerned because she never got into a five before. So Gavin went with him after he got the call. They talked and what Damien was told was that his daughter had gotten into a fight with another girl in her grade and burned her. Of course this worried Leo because they were told nothing about their daughter being burned. When they were allowed into the office to speak to the kids Angel immediately went out to Natalie and asked what happened and if she was ok. Natalie said she was fine and immediately started defending the girl, saying that she had defended her and she wasn’t the one to burn her. Gavin offered to heal her and Leo thanked him repeatedly. After hearing the full story all of them where upset. Damien‘s daughter was really worried because she thought she did something wrong. Leo quickly assured her that she did nothing wrong and thanked her for trying to help her daughter. Leo then told her daughter to go out in the hall with Damien’s daughter and to plug her ears because “Mommy’s gonna be really loud for a minute ok?” They proceeded to tear the principal the vice principal a new one they told them if something like this ever happened again that they would no longer have a job. they apologize to Damien and Gavin for the misunderstanding and they exchange phone numbers. When David found out he was pissed. So that’s all I have Angle I’m tired and I’m not gonna proof read this rn,I’ll do it tomorrow and edit any mistakes, if you notice any please point them out kindly :) thank you and I have you enjoyed I probably will make a few short one shots about Angle and their ex’s and David :) I

#redacted asmr #redacted angel #redacted davey #redacted david shaw #oc tag #redacted darlin #redacted sam #redacted marie #redacted gavin #redacted damien

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lcs-library · 3 years ago

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Playing the Pocky Game with Mankai Co.

🍁Autumn Troupe🍁

🍂 Banri: “Ah, it’s pocky day, I totally forgot. I guess I should play with them, since they’ll beg me to later. Good thing I had a pack already.” ~time skip cuz I’m lazy~ “Hah, I was right. I already have a pack, so let’s play.” The game is pretty normal, and Banri is as smug as ever, but when he gets to the kiss, oh boy does he kiss you. Normally, he’d kiss you and then take it away quickly after(since he’s a jerk like that) but today, he knew you wanted one and boy was he about to deliver. The kiss was tender and soft, yet so passionate at the same time, and it truly encapsulated the love you shared. “Thanks for playin’ with me, sweet cheeks. I can assume you want a round two?”

🍰 Juza: “Pocky? Nice. Let’s eat it together. Wait, a game? Fine, I’ll bite, what is it?” He has genuinely never heard of the pocky game before for some reason. After you explain how it works, the game starts and it goes pretty decently. Juza isn’t someone who is super competitive, and he was mostly in it to eat the sweets so he goes pretty slowly. You never told him about the kiss, so he was surprised by your peck on the lips. You pulled away quickly, making sure that it was something quick and barely noticeable so as not to make him too uncomfortable. Juza simply blushed as he pulled away, unsure of what to think about the kiss. All he wanted was some sweets, and now the sweetness had doubled. “Uh, thanks. Do you have more? I want to play again.”

🐶 Taichi: “The Pocky game? Yeah, I know what that is! I’ve never played though, so I’m excited that you’re my first! Let’s go!” You two start the game, and it goes pretty well! For someone who’s never played before, he’s actually pretty good! You don’t drop it once, and he’s the one who kisses you! It’s a small peck, but it ended up lasting for just a bit longer, allowing you both to savor it. “Thanks for playing with me! You know, that’s actually a lot of fun! Let’s go again!”

📷 Omi: “Ah, hey, how’s it going? I actually just finished making some homemade Pocky if you want to try it, since it’s Pocky day and all. Oh, you wanted to play the game? Sure. Aah~.” Upon his teasing request, you place the stick between his lips, and you did the same on the other side. There was really no competition to the game, and it was really chill. Once you kissed, it was a kind one that left you with a warm feeling, one that you wanted to last forever. Omi pulled your face closer to his, dragging you deep into his hold, allowing you to savor it even more. You released, your heart close to beating out of your chest, yet somehow you were calm. “Thanks for playing, it was nice.”

💴 Sakyo: “Why resort to such a childish method to get a kiss? If you want one, then just ask. Really? You want it that bad? Fine, one time only.” He scoffs before putting the candy in his mouth, and keeps a straight face throughout all of it. He doesn’t savor the kiss, just merely pecks you, and makes it clear he’s only doing this to get you to shut up. “There. Are you happy now?” (He gets informed of the day later and then he feels really bad that he treated you like that. He ends up playing with you again to apologize.)

💄 Azami: “Huh? You want to eat Pocky together? Sure, I’ll take one. Wh- a game first? Fine, what are the rules?” Another one who has genuinely never heard of the game, and due to Azami being, well, Azami, you had to leave out the kiss part of the equation. You begin playing, and immediately Azami’s face is a shade of bright red, and he’s clearly got an issue with being this close, but he has faith in you, so he’s letting it slide for once. You get to the center, and quickly give him a quick kiss before he pulls his face away. “WhAT. You know we can’t do that before we’re married! You’re disgusting!” Oh…he ran off without a thank you.

🌸Spring Troupe🌸☀️Summer Troupe☀️❄️Winter Troupe❄️

#I want you all to be as down bad as I am for every member in the Mankai Company #do the whole geddan dance that is how down bad I want u to be #fanfiction #a3!#a3! act! addict! actors!#a3! actor training game #a3! fanfic #a3! x reader #a3! akigumi #a3! autumn troupe

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mrsalwayswrite · 4 years ago

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Murder Is Not On The Schedule (Ron Speirs x Reader)

So this is loosely based on a prompt I found on Pinterest about murder not being on today’s schedule and immediately thought SPEIRS! I also wasn’t feeling great this week so I wanted to write something lighthearted...ya know? So this is what my brain came up with.

Warnings: some swearing, sexual tension (cuz i can’t seem to write Speirs without it...sorry?), my poor attempts at humor

Words:2500

Tag List: @happyveday @sydney-m @saritanotserena

The sound of mortars and 88s followed me as I walked into the room being used for Captain Speirs' office in Haguenau. Those same sounds should be terrifying but no one flinched anymore thanks to Bastogne. The office was in the back of Easy HQ, looking towards the river. All the walls and windows were still intact, even if the place was dreary and drafty, it fulfilled its purpose.

Speirs, who had been staring out the window in parade rest, turned around to lean back against the window and looked over at me. "Lip in bed?"

"Yeah. Finally convinced him that I could handle it." I dropped down onto one of the two chairs. Both chairs were placed at the table which occupied the center of the room.

Lipton was an admirable man, second only to Winters himself. But Christ Almighty, he had to be the worst patient with his perpetual refusal to rest. I did not envy any of the medics who were diligently trying to take care of him. It pretty much took both myself and Luz to drag him to one of the cots in the back and me swearing in blood that if I needed help, I would find him.

And if I threatened him a little, no one needs to know, right?

"Well, I appreciate you stepping up and taking over for Lipton while he is sick."

I shrugged, already looking at all the paperwork spread out on the table. "He kept us together while in Bastogne. It's the least I can do. Besides, I used to be a secretary before joining up. It's not a problem."

"Lucky us." He murmured, distractedly. One of his hands tapped a repetitive pattern on his thigh as he seemed to stare at nothing.

I knew there was to be a patrol tonight. A prisoner snatch. From what little I had overheard and observed, it weighed heavily on both Lipton and Speirs. My guess was all the names had not been chosen yet on who had to go. Glancing at Speirs, eyebrows furrowed just slightly, repetitive tapping, biting just the inside corner of his lip...he was working on the list in his head.

I could not help it as my eyes traced his jawline...his messy hair that looked so damn soft...those dark eyes that pierce your soul but also lit up like a beacon when amused. He looked like a rugged, dirty Greek god with an affinity for bloodlust. Even his hands looked perfect to hold my--

You are here to help. NOT OGLE YOUR CO!

Even if he is pretty.

Handsome?

Gorgeous?

Wet dream worthy?

Whoa! Too much. Pull up, you buffoon!

With all my willpower, I turned back to focus on organizing the reports on the table and checking to make sure we had enough paper. Who knew the army used so much paperwork? Everything had to be documented. I could see why it seemed Winters never left his office...or Nixon. Without Lipton's help, I doubted Speirs would ever see his men. I absent-mindedly wondered if I should offer to help out more often.

Obviously out of the goodness of my heart and not to ogle the handsome devil currently before me.

Nope.

Several minutes later, there was a knock on the door. After Speirs bid them enter, two replacements stepped into the room. Their ODs were clean, helmets practically sparkled in the sunlight, eagerness written all over their faces. They did not carry the weariness from the Ardennes on their shoulders. They still looked like boys wanting to play soldier with the other neighborhood kids. All I could figure was they had gotten dropped off with the other soldiers returning from the hospital.

Both rapidly saluted Speirs, who only lazily saluted in response, still leaning against the window.

"Captain, sir." The shorter of the two spoke first, practically bouncing on his toes. "We were wondering if we'd see some action soon."

The other one chimed in, a proud smile exaggerating his chubby cheeks. "Yeah, we heard a rumor there's a patrol. Sir, we're ready to get our rifles dirty by killing Krauts, sir."

Christ. These two are greener than the Jolly Green Giant.

I quickly muffled a snort by turning it into a cough. It must have not been as subtle as I hoped with the side-eye Speirs gave me.

Speirs sighed, crossing his arms across his chest. "Your platoon leader will let you know. I suggest you head back to your OP… and try not to get hit by mortars or snipers on your way there."

The two glanced at one another, seeming to remember that Nazis were just as likely to kill them. A necessary reminder. After another round of salutes, they hurried out and closed the door behind them.

"Jesus Christ! If I hear those two asking about killing Krauts again, I'll shoot them both…. And murder wasn't on my agenda today."

"Murder usually isn't on anyone's agenda." I murmured, making notes on a supply list. We definitely needed more ammo...and chocolate bars. There might be a mutiny if we did not receive more chocolate bars and cigarettes.

"No, it's on mine. Just not until Thursday."

Wait….

...What?

My head whipped up to stare at Speirs. I honestly was unsure if he was joking or serious. I mean, hell, we all knew the rumors about him. With his signature serious expression, he held my gaze, as if waiting for me to question him. I chose not to. Really, I believed him. He would be the one to throw a grenade near his men to get them to pay attention. Or get bored and sneak into the enemy's camp to steal their rifles or something just to mess with them.

Then I saw the twitch of his lips, forcing back a smile.

At that I laughed, shaking my head. "No offense, sir, but I think we need to find something better for you to do with your time."

"Oh?" He tipped his head slightly, a mischievous twinkle in his eye. "Like what?"

Me.

Shit. Don't say that aloud.

"Mmm…" I tapped my lip with my finger, pretending to think about it. "Preferably something other than terrorizing your men."

"Ah, but it's fun. You should join me."

I shook my head, not even trying to suppress the indulgent smile on my face. What had my life become? Here I was joking with CAPTAIN SPEIRS about committing murder…. for fun? Later I should question my sanity, but right now, I was more than amused to see him in this new lightheartedness. I had only ever seen him always stoic, poised, ready for anything in war. I found this new side of him only increased his attractiveness.

Damn it.

"What are you doing on Thursday?" He probed, still watching me with a hawk-like gaze.

I shrugged my shoulders, trying to appear as nonchalant as possible. If he was going to joke around, I felt I could return the favor. "Maybe I'm going on a date."

"With who?"

"Whoever can afford me, I guess."

He laughed, widening my own smile. I had never heard him laugh before, and if I could admit it to myself, the world was missing out without that sound. He shoved off the window, to come sit on the corner of the table, one leg dangling off the side, almost touching the chair I sat on. "And what would a date with you consist of?"

I thought back to before the war. Back before I was weighed down by pain and death. What my life had once entailed. "An elegant dinner at the best restaurant around. Pictures or dancing afterwards. I'm not picky. Then after all that, if I had a very good time, I might be tempted to bring him back to my apartment for some late-night drinks and, well, we'd see where it went from there. But don't tell my mother that last part."

"Sounds like you've got it all planned out."

"I'm a lady who knows what she wants."

"Mmm…" He ran a hand over the stubble growing on his jaw. "I need to change my schedule for Thursday now."

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"You taking me out on the date?" I teased back, leaning back slightly in my chair. Mentally, I prepared for him to make a joke about killing whomever was taking me out for the company's sake or something along those lines, since the idea of him having interest in me was preposterous.

In one swift move, he shifted over so his leg was between mine allowing him to lean forward and hover over me. The air between us suddenly felt hot compared to the rest of the room. Those dark eyes scanned me, as if slowly undressing me with both the utmost care but also unbridled passion. "Yes. Though we might have to skip with the elegant dinner. I'll share the better parts of the K rations. We also might need to skip the pictures or dancing. But I am positive I can steal some of Nixon's Vat 69 and we can go straight to the late-night drinks. Of course, I'll be a gentleman and let the lady decide what happens after." He finished with a cocky wink at me.

Holy mother of-

I was not ready for that.

I could only stare at him for a long moment. My body practically throbbed for him with the image he painted in my mind. The way his voice became so smooth and sensual. The peak of his tongue as he quickly licked his lips before speaking. Now he sat there, his leg dangling between mine, keeping me glued to my seat. Subtly, I tried to press my thighs together to alleviate some of the pressure building. Not that it helped with his intense gaze making my heart beat faster and his lazy smile telling me he KNEW the effect he was having on me.

Act cool.

Act cool!

Play it off!

I leaned forward, smirking. "Do you always offer to take your executive officers out on a date? If so, I can see why Lipton likes you so much."

He chuckled, eyes alluring and heated. "No, not all of them. Just the ones that I've been admiring for some time."

Well shit.

Abort.

Abort!

Don't you dare, you've dreamed about this man before. Ride it out, you coward!

I blinked in surprise but before I could respond, he had already made his move. He leaned forward and braced his hands on the arms of my chair, hovering over me. His face now was only inches from mine. I was positive he could hear how fast my heart was beating. My lips parted, trying to encourage breath into my lungs that were struggling to send oxygen to my brain. His eyes drifted down to my lips and lingered there. As if in compliance, my own eyes glanced at his lips, how soft they looked, even slightly chapped still from our time in Bastogne. His hands slid ever so slowly further up the arms of the chair, stopping just next to my elbows. Now I could see the faint lines around his eyes. His hair slipped forward, calling my eyes upward. I struggled to not reach forward and touch it. To see how it felt with my fingers running through it. A soft chuckle had my eyes snapped back to his, as he watched me with an intensity that border-lined frightening and lascivious.

I gulped. "Captain Speirs…"

"No," he just barely ran the tip of his nose over the shell of my ear. His hot breath caressed my skin. My eyes fluttered closed on their own accord; my body unable to handle the pleasurable sensation. He whispered into my ear, voice fully commanding and salacious. "No, you call me Ron when we're alone."

Mission control. We are going down. I repeat we are going down in flames!

My underwear was not prepared for this!

"Ron." I liked the way his name rolled off my lips. If the quiet, sharp inhale from him said anyway, he liked the way it sounded too. Tilting my head just the slightest, I could look up into those dark, smoldering eyes. Our lips though...I could taste his breath on my tongue. I could feel the warmth from his skin radiating onto mine, turning me into a puddle of desire.

Oh God, he smelled like everything that is beautifully masculine. Not the nasty, sweaty teenage boy but the pheromones that make your ovaries take notice and your uterus demands for something to be done with it. How was that possible?

"I'll...um, I'll make sure to add this to your schedule on Thursday." I whispered, almost able to feel his lips ghost over mine as my lips formed each word.

"Excellent."

His hand trailed up my arm, setting fire to my nerves. Gently, he wrapped it around the base of my throat, his thumb rubbing a pattern into my skin. The whole time our eyes remained locked. His pupils dilated, desire coloring them and I wondered if mine looked the same. The small amount of air between us was thick with tension and salacity. My body screamed for me to drag him down and crash our lips together. To see if he tasted as good as he looked. My hands were stuck in my lap though. It felt like we were in a stalemate, unable to move forward, to take that next step.

If something does not happen, I swear I will spontaneously combust!

Then someone knocked on the closed door.

Dear universe. That was NOT what I meant!

With a sigh, he slipped his hand up to rub his thumb along my bottom lip for the briefest of seconds. I swear the regret coursing through my veins, I could see mirrored in his eyes. Ever so slowly he retracted his hand and leaned back, but stayed on the edge of his desk, his leg still between mine.

"Enter." He called out, only turning his heavy gaze from mine when the person stepped through.

First Sergeant Talbert walked in, opening his mouth then hesitated for a second as his eyes seemed to take in but not fully comprehend the scene before him. "Um, sir, there's a couple of replacements asking about a patrol…"

"Oh, for fuck's sake!"

I laughed at Speirs' pained expression. Quickly, I jumped to my feet and brazenly patted his chest, my hand lingering on the feel under my palm. "I'll take care of it before murder happens."

"That's not till Thursday." He looked at me with a wry grin. His hand subtly reached forward to skim my hip before grabbing the edge of the table.

"Remember, you're busy now. Murder has to wait."

"Fine. Friday it is then."

"If you have the energy after." I winked at him. I only caught a glimpse of the hunger that flooded his eyes before I turned on my heels and headed out the door. The whole way out I could feel his heated gaze on my back, like his fingers were trailing down my spine. I shivered in anticipation for what it would really feel like.

I'll make sure he doesn't have the energy to terrorize Easy… I'm definitely doing this for their sakes… completely self-sacrificing… yep, I won't enjoy this at all.

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7soulstars · 4 years ago

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Hello :) I hope it's okay to send a request (if not, then I'm sorry about it ) So maybe where Bucky lives on Clint's farm to get away from everything but then there comes this woman, Clints best friend besides Nat and he immediately wants to know her better.. after a while they get really close and develope feelings for each other but dont talk about it. So one night, she stays over and needs to share a room with Buck, things get heated and passionate between them ? :) then it's all cuddly? ❤️

Hey darling! Thank you so much for requesting! I am so sorry it took me so long! I blame it on my lazy ass and also on the many pending requests. Thank you so much for being this patient with me! I really hope you like this one!

Мой целитель

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: Broken Bonky Babie, Avengers are teasing little shits, Steve leaves like in the movies and doesn’t come back (I want to kill him for that), Fluff, Shy Bonky and Y/N, Liddle angst, Both idiots doubt themselves, Y/N likes beating the fuck out of bullies a.k.a Violence, steamy stuff but not smut ( cuz I don’t write smut”

Summary: Someone managed to make Bucky accept the fact that everyone can heal.

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Мой целитель ; (pronounced: Moy tselitel') Russian for My Healer

War never ends. It just rests. One day someone will come to ask your help that is when the rest of war is over again.

That is what Bucky has always been of the belief ever since before and after endgame. Ever since Steve left, most of Bucky did too. Yes, he had Sam and the others but Steve was the only part of his original past left and he couldn’t even stop him.

He decided that the rest period for his war conflicted heart had started when Clint had offered him a place to live at his farmhouse to ‘heal and stay away from the space bullshit’.

Not to brag but he had fit right into the little family. The kids loved Uncle Bucky and Laura appreciated the extra help she got with the house. Sam and Natasha would come by every two days and the rest every once a week. They would go visit a bar and hang out. That was Bucky’s life now. That was his routine.

Clint had sudddenly announced one fine weekly team hangout day that his long time best friend would be joining them. Bucky couldn’t care less. He had seen people come in and out of the Barton house all the time. Most sending him glares due to his past. He couldn’t blame them. Not when he knew he would do the same in different set of circumstances.

But he was proved wrong. Y/N was an angel. More so to him. Not a single glare was directed at him by her the entire time. She just smiled sweetly. Maybe he did care a little bit.

Y/N turned out to be Lila and Cooper, Clint’s first two children’s godmother. She had finally come home after 15 years of being in and out of the country for her job. Clint had mentioned that every time she came back she would first visit the kids not forgetting to bring them gifts from everywhere and how the snap had worried her. So Bucky was not surprised when he had to get three kids off of her as she entered the house. His heart swelled when she said ‘Thank You’, although everyone said that.

He was unusually getting attached to her and that scared him.

After Steve attatchment was difficult. Trust was difficult. But Y/N made it seem like child's play. She somehow completely saw through him. Almost as if she knew everything about him and he was confused by that.

Especially at those little moments when he felt hesitant.

Bucky was a handsome man no doubt and that meant some women were confident enough to ask hit on him everytime he was out at a restaurant or a bar with the others. Y/N would join them quite often and on one such day she saved Bucky from his anxiety issues.

"Hey.....you come here quite often.....can I buy you a drink ?", a very confident girl had managed to come up to the table and asked Bucky who looked at her with eyes as blown out as big as saucers and immediately looked down stuttering as he tried to politely reject the lady. A hand carefully wrapped around his metal arm as he realized Y/N had said "I'm sorry he's taken", before sending the girl as kind smile which had lead to Bucky's hair-hidden neck to go red.

Bucky had excused himself to the washroomas the rest relentlessly teased his popularity but he had not noticed Y/N following suit.

"I'm sorry", she had apologised leaving the other puzzled again. "W-why?" "I should have asked before touching you....I know-I know you don't like being touched....I'm sorry". There was pure sincerity in her voice "NO!",his own voice startled him and her as she looked at him in confusion. "I-I mean I'm glad....You helped me out there......Also.....",there was hesitation in Bucky's heart, "Also....I don't mind if you touch me Y/N".

That day onwards something changed. Significantly so, Bucky found himself calling and hanging out with Y/N more. She filled his thoughts would be one way of saying that and the Avengers noticed. So the next time Bucky tried to sneak out of the farm when the others were there Sam noticed, “Hey Hey Hey ! Where are you sneakin to ?”. The other stood frozen like a deer in the headlights staring down at his best friend like he had been caught doing something he shouldn’t be. Nat smirked as she bit on her grilled cheese sandwich sing songing, “He’s going to meet Y/N~~”Bucky grumbled a little ‘Shut up Nat’ before taking the car out towards the bar.

“Buck !”, she had yelled waving as he smiled and pulled her into his arms for a hug and staying like that for a few minutes both eventually hesitantly letting go. Joe the bartender already having set up their regular drinks showed how often they frequented the place, even having seats that were almost always empty for just the two of them.

After meeting Y/N, Bucky realised new things about himself. He liked sweet stuff more than savoury. He liked playing games at the arcade. He was definately much more open to technology than Steve ever was. He liked being spoiled and babied. And he was extremely serious about board games. He knew all this because Y/N made him realize that.

That day he found out another thing. He likes staring at Y/N looking at the sunset. In other words he likes Y/N. But he had promised himself to not act on it. He didn’t want to loose her. Not now, not ever.

Walking through a dark alley way was not something Bucky liked but with Y/N it was something he was starting to hate. Y/N is beautiful. Obliviously so. He could sense sleazy men staring at her but chose to stay put. But we all know that rouse wasn’t going to stay put for long considering a group of 3 men surrounding the two of them all eyeing Y/N. “Hey sweetheart why don’t you come with us ? We counld have a darn sweet night”, exclaimed the one that looked like the leader as the other two laughed behind him. “Back off”, Bucky had warned. He didn’t want to fight. He felt like he’d embarrass himself before Y/N. “Ohhh look who it is The Winter Soldier”, the other said mockingly. “What are you going to do? Kill me? You don’t have Captain America now to back you up do you ?”. Before Bucky could even reply the third guy let out a scream at which everyone turned to look at him to see him cradling what seemed like a freshly broken wrist and before he could even react the second one went flying into a pile of trash (where he belongs) and the main commentator’s head was being bashed strait onto the road by Y/N’s hand. “No, but he does does have an ex-black ops now turned into a CIA Agent to back him up”, she quipped seethingly through her teeth.

Bucky said nothing. His brain was still processing the information he was bombarded with. He walked Y/N to her car and drove back to Clint’s all while still processing.

So when Sam (who was just about to leave) asks “How was it ?” Bucky looks him in the eye and goes.

“I’m in love with Y/N.”

Tony had decided to prank Clint one fine day and told everyone that Clint was hosting a sleepover. So that meant Clint had to accomodated several idiots into his farmhouse. Within this chaos he also had a very great idea.

So when Y/N was pushed into Bucky’s room both stopped functioning.

Y/N spotted him angrily whispering into is phone as she got out of the shower. Throwing his phone into oblivion ,startled, when she called name out suddenly. “Y-You’re done ? Uhhhh you can take the bed doll, I’ll take the floor”,Bucky hates the floor but if it meant Y/N would be comfortable, he’d be ready to sleep on a block of ice. “Nope definately not ! We can share the damn bed Buck the floor uncomfortable !”, she argued. “ No Y/N you don’t understand I can’t !” “WHY! IS IT BECAUSE I MADE YOU UNCOMFORTABLE AFTER THAT DAY ?”, there was a grave silence between the two. He knew exactly what she was talking about. Bucky’s eyes soften and for the first time he realizes that he had never thaken the effort to know more about Y/N. He was focused on her helping him find himself. “Why would you say that ?” ,he said softly as he moved towards her and she moved backwards. “Because it is what it is isn’t it?”, she retorted. “NO IT IS NOT !”, Bucky sighed as he sat on the bed and watched the woman of importance as she paced around the room. “Why then Bucky ? You’ve been distant from me since that day....” “You won’t understand.....” “Try me” “I’M IN LOVE WITH YOU OKAY !”

12 minutes. It had been 12 minutes since Y/N had froze and stared at Bucky.

“Shut up. You’re lying” , she finally said.

“What ? No ! Why would I lie about that”,Bucky argued

“Because ! You are James Buchanan Barnes ! One of the most attractive men I have seen in my life period.”

“And here I’m the one firmly believing someone like me doesn’t even stand a change with someone as pretty as you.”

“See, you’re lying again”

“Doll, shut up before I will have to make you”, he warned

“Don’t make empty threats that you won’t fulfill James”, she challenged.

And with that Bucky has Y/N slammed into the bed , his mouth moving roughly along her’s as she puts her arms around his. There was something different about this Bucky. Y/N felt every single pent up frustration that the man kissing her had felt supressing his feelings had felt.

Soon enough they seperated, finally gasping for air. Bucky plopped beside Y/N as she placed her palm on his cheek rubbing a thumb over it while smiling at him blissfully.

“Take my hand

Take my whole life too

For I can't help falling in love with you”

“I love you...”, she said and somehow Bucky knew he had tears running down his cheeks. He curled into her arms. Clint’s loud speakers playing Elvis as the two dozed off to sleep. But Bucky waited for her to doze off, kissing her forehead as he ran his metal arm through her hair.

“Мой целитель, I love you too”, he said.

He wasn’t alone anymore. He was healed. His internal war had ended forever. That’s all he ever wanted. That’s all he was thankful for.

---The End---

Guess who almost cried writing this fic? That’s right! ME. Now I need myself a Bucky to hug. I really hope you liked this fic and I CANNOT STRESS ENOUGH ON HOW MUCH I APPRECIATE YOU BEING SO PATIENT WITH ME! Please like, share, comment and reblog if you like my work to support me ! Please do not plagarise my hard work and thank you so much for reading!

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nuttytani · 4 years ago

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snowy wonderland

@itsannaslife13 said: comte with sick prompt 11? please if they’re still open thank you!

a/n: ahhhhh i’m so sorry! this took such a long time cuz of my lazy ass- lol. I actually rewrote this 3 times...yes you read it right- 3 times... until i finally changed the idea from a sick fic to winter- ish/christmas story- i’m sorry about that TvT. i don’t even know if the main dialogue fits the story cuz.... i actually forgot to add it while i was writing it the last time xDDD gyuihygt7uihjg edit: beta read by my big sis :”D @mllorei / @lorei-writes

11. “Thank you for staying with me.” Comte

fandom: ikemen vampire

pairing: comte x gn!reader

warnings: none

Morning light filtered through the sheer curtains, awakening you from your deep slumber. A gasp left your cold lips as white clouded your eyes- bringing you back to your senses. Hurriedly, you jumped into your slippers and pulled on a thick coat. Eager hands rubbed off the fog that covered the window- you hissed slightly at the freeze that touched your skin. For a moment you forgot that it was that time of the year, mentally smacking yourself- it was winter for god's sake!

Eyes opened wide, you were mesmerized.

A thick sheet of snow covered everything- the mansion’s garden was now changed into a snowy wonderland. Not to mention the bustling of people and carriages along the cobblestone road. Truly, it was a majestic view- and you wanted to share this moment with a certain someone. A few months back, you two finally confessed to each other and finally got together; which is why you desperately wanted to view the first snow of the year with him. Without another thought; you fumbled out of your room, tripping along the doorway as you made a mad dash to his room.

Your feet stopped automatically when a particular door came in sight, the dainty ornaments surrounding you trembled a bit. Just yesterday, both you and Sebastian had taken time to deck the whole mansion with Christmas decorations- although the two of you were reeling with muscle aches by the end of the day, the hard work had paid off as the hallways looked absolutely smashing!

With jittery hands, you knocked at the hard mahogany- waiting patiently while you stroked the delicate wreath which was hung. You were caught off guard when twinkling amber eyes peeked through the gap and graced you with a smile. You eyed his toused attire and- oh? Mismatched pair of socks. It was hard to suppress the amused snicker that wanted out of your mouth (which still came out as a wheeze).

“Good morning Mr. Bedhead.” You shot Comte a lopsided grin.

“Morning- though I’m not the only one with…. unkempt hair,” Comte chuckled at you.

He brought his hands to your head and combed through the unruly strands. Your insides fluttered at the sudden touch, filling you with warmth as a pleased sigh slipped escaped you. Even though it hadn't been too long since both of you started dating, every touch and graze of Comte’s hands on your body always made you feel giddy like a teenager.

“What brings you here this early?” he asked, taking your hands into his.

“I wanted to show you something. Of course, I can't do that with you standing here though.” You wiggled eyebrows at him and added after a pause- “Oh and my apologies for what I’m about to do,” you said- with not an ounce of sorry on your face, instead- mischief glazing your eyes.

Before Comte could get in a word, you grabbed his wrist and dragged the man away- receiving many questioning and intrigued stares from the other residents as you passed by the dining area with a dumb struck Comte following after you. Well- you didn't blame them for their gawking mouths...it wasn’t a normal occurrence to see the mansion’s ‘father’ being dragged away. Not that you cared anyways.

“Why are you in such a hurry, love?” A singy songy voice spoke up from behind.

“Nothing Arthur- mind your own business,” you huffed with Comte still in tow

The writer laughed wolfishly at your retort, flopping the newspaper on the table; he eyed the two rushing figures with an impish look.

“Why won’t you just tell me?” Comte asked again, coming back from his initial shock.

“Nope- we’re almost there!”

“Dear… what in the world-” again, he got cut off, but now mesmerized by his new bright surroundings.

It was in fact, marvellous, the tiny cold snowflakes drizzled onto both of you; sending shivers down your spine, the feeling was almost therapeutic and you just knew Comte felt the same from the small grin plastered on his face. Instead of holding onto the man’s hand- you now gestured at the air with a swing of your arms.

“This is what I wanted to show! Isn’t it beautiful?” whispering, you blew hot air to your shivering palms.

You failed to notice how Comte turned to look at you with soft- loving eyes. He held your hands and brought them to his chapped lips. Peppering ticklish kisses along your knuckles- your heart almost stopped beating that instant, a pink blush crept up from your cheeks as your mouth went dry. Flustered, you looked anywhere but at Comte. He appeared so ethereal in that moment- shiny hazel eyes looked through long lashes- oh those gorgeous lashes and his uncombed hair which was adorned with specks of white

You let out an awkward cough to hide your embarrassment “So…. w-what do you think?” stammering, you cleared your throat.

“It's wonderful my love, but its beauty is nothing compared to yours,” the man replied slyly, his eyes crinkling in delight- finding your fumbling cute.

You gave him a light hearted smack on the chest at that, laughing while scrunching your nose. Wiggling your arms around his waist as you let out a shaky breath, you felt his own pair pulling you slightly closer. Both of you stood there, looking at each other in comforting peace- as if bewitched by the other’s presence.

Comte’s left hand trailed up from your waist, between the shoulder blades until it rested snugly right below your head. He inched his face closer until your noses touched.

“May I?” he asked for permission, eyes flitting from your lips to your shiny eyes.

Instead of answering, you wrapped your hands around his shoulders- pecking his mouth. Sighing at the contact, Comte ran his tongue along your bottom lip before biting it. You whimpered, allowing him to deepen the kiss. Smell of butter and cologne filled your senses immediately- it was almost too much to bear once your knees started to feel weak. Your heart thrummed rapidly against your chest, making it harder to breathe. Somewhere along the way- your hands shifted to Comte’s short locks, tugging at it to get leverage. His own hands wandered around your waist and back like they had a mind of their own. The silent garden was now filled with both of your soft moans and gasps- produced by each and every jerk of movement.

You then slowly parted, taking shallow yet hurried breaths. Lips now shaking and hands trembling from excitement, the two of you simply stayed that way til calming down.

“It’s getting colder, shall we go inside?” Comte gave a last peck.

You only nodded in response, he slipped his fingers into your hands as you swung them back and forth,

“Thank you my love.”

“For what?”

“For staying with me,” he said before going back into the mansion- leaving two pairs of footprints on the thick crunchy snow.

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parano--vigilant · 5 years ago

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Well I can’t stop myself so it’s theory time

So I’m sure that quite a few of you have seen the new merch by now, and among the core four’s new shirt designs we also have this one, which represents Thomas:

What’s immediately interesting here is the orange flower. It’s pretty easy to see that each flower represents a side, so this pretty much confirms that we have exactly one remaining unknown side left, the orange one.

Now, when you look into the symbolism of these flowers... that’s where it gets interesting.

Red is a rose, which represents passion, love, and romance, aka pretty much everything Roman’s about. Which means that all these flowers likely have some symbolism worked in.

I’m gonna skip the orange flower for now to look at the other sides real quick.

Deceit is represented by a sunflower. Sunflowers represent loyalty, adoration, and happiness, which isn’t really what I’d assign to him. I can definitely see loyalty relating to him, but the other traits don’t exactly seem to comply. I did find a few sources that say sunflowers also represent ambition, which I think fits Deceit well too, though it isn’t a very mainstream trait of the flower. So why doesn’t his fit? On of two options: it does, with the focus on loyalty & ambition, or it purposefully doesn’t to highlight his nature as Deceit. Though, if I were picking yellow flowers that don’t symbolize Deceit, I would have definitely picked the daffodil, since it represents honesty and that’d be hilarious.

I can’t quite tell what Remus’ is meant to be other than it seems to be a succulent? Anyway, some further research leads me to believe that it may be an air plant, which is like a subsection of succulent. Air plants symbolize freedom and creativity, which is pretty on the nose. They also don’t need soil or a lot of care to survive, which could potentially parallel Thomas not really caring for Remus for a long period of time. Here’s what an air plant looks like:

Patton’s flower is a bit hard to identify, but I think it might be a delphinium. Delphiniums of the light blue variety symbolize cheerfulness, joy, youth, and remembering past loved ones. All things that fit with Patton. Here’s what delphiniums look like:

Now you might have noticed that the darker blue variety looks a bit like Logan’s flower. I have two theories for him. The first is that his is a guardian blue delphinium, which symbolizes dignity. However, he still gets a lot of the symbolism involving joy and fun, which either don’t fit or do fit since we all know Logan does in fact experience joy and just pretends he doesn’t. His flower paralleling Patton’s would also make a lot of since due to the other numerous parallels in their icons, outfits, etc. The second theory is that his flower is a periwinkle. Periwinkles represent calmness, winter, and ice, all stuff that fits Logan. Here’s what a periwinkle looks like, for comparison:

Next up is Virgil’s flower. I’ve once again got a few guesses on this one. My first instinct was lavender, since it’s been proven to calm anxiety, but other than that it represents calmness, silence, and devotion, which don’t fit too well. Here’s what lavender looks like:

So instead I took a look at rhododendrons. These flowers symbolize danger and caution due to being toxic, but when given as a gift they symbolize protectiveness. A much better fit, in my opinion. Here’s what they look like:

I’m gonna move on to the presence of pink flowers on the shirt before getting to orange. Since the pink flowers are not in the lineup and instead behind it and on the sleeve, I’m assuming they represent Thomas himself (or I’m looking into it too much and they’re just a nice background but tOO BAD THIS IS A THEORY POST I CAN BE AS CRAZY AS I WANT)

These flowers look like cherry blossoms to me, though they seem to have too many petals so I’m probably wrong. Cherry blossoms symbolize life, death, and renewal, and there’s a bit of a focus on living in the moment too. Since the series focuses around a lot of problems involving time running out, I think it fits well enough, and I’m not gonna look into it any further ‘cuz this post is getting long and it probably doesn’t mean as much as the other flowers. Here’s what they look like, though:

So! Onto the interesting one: the orange side! His flower is really interesting because it’s not very obvious and what it could be could tell us a lot about what the side represents. My first theory is that it’s a marigold. Marigolds usually look a lot different from what’s on the shirt, with really big, frilly flowers instead of tiny bunches of them, but the tangerine gem variety looks much more similar to the shirt:

Marigolds represent passion and creativity, but they also represent a lot of more negative traits such as cruelty, grief and jealousy, which are a lot to have all at once. Jealousy may also tie into greed as the flower can also mean a desire for riches. So if it’s this flower, we have a good case for the trait being cruelty/anger/wrath or envy/jealousy/greed.

Another flower it might be is a california poppy. Poppies symbolize sleep, peace and death. Also an overactive imagination, but I’m disregarding every mention of creativity because if it turns out that Roman and Remus are triplets I’m gonna LOSE IT. Ahem. Anyway, I think if this is the flower, due to its ties to sleep and death, the side may be depression/sloth/laziness. Here’s what a california poppy looks like:

Next up is butterfly weed. This flower means let me go/leave me, which is usually meant for relationships but in this context could mean a side that doesn’t like forming relationships/getting attached. I’d pair this trait with depression/self-loathing. Here’s what it looks like:

So in conclusion, I am no further along in deciding what the orange side represents and I spent like over an hour researching all this so I’m gonna go write the actual essay I was supposed to be working on. Feel free to suggest what you think everyone’s flowers are or what they mean or if you think I need to take a chill pill or whatever.

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wonderland-in-bloom · 5 years ago

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the boys’ dream dates pt.1

@meiriethedreamer asked: could you do hc's for each character's dream date?

of course sweetie ❤️

♡

heartslabyul

riddle rosehearts

maybe a simple tea party in the heartslabyul gardens

or even a small picnic with his s/o

DEF A GAME OF CROQUET

taking care of hedgehogs together

just imagine washing hedgehods w/ riddle and soap bubbles everywhere, and it’s just a dang good time with lots of fluffy moments

basically y’all are taking care of your children

ace trappola

going to a cafe and just ordering TONS of desserts

playing card games in the cafe

the cakes in the cafe would be so good you both would attempt to bake them yourselves

and you know it becomes a huge mess with the whole kitchen covered in flour and cream and just- a mess.

you two would probably be yelled at by crowley/riddle but hey at least you both thought it was worth it :))

deuce spade

study dates definitely!

he basically wants to be an honor student and you’re trying your best to help him out to achieve that dream

lots of nights together in the library

he’d probably end up falling asleep and the next thing he knows it’s morning and the first thing he sees is your sleeping figure snuggled up next to him

lots of rushed and panicked working cuz he probs forgot something (being the disorganized lil bih he is)

at least you get to spend time w/ each other

trey clover

idk why i think he’d love sleepovers with you

filled with movie nights, card games, snacking, all that good shiz!

he’d probs even invite others to the sleepover too

but his attention would def be on you 24/7

when the others asleep and the both of you are the only ones, he’d probably whisper sweet little things in your ear, like how much he loves you or how he wants to make you the happiest person in the whole world

or he’d just talk about his fantasies, dreams, aspirations, or even just his day and you’d probs just listen and the both of you will just be super duper in love with each other AAAAAAAAAAAA

CUDDLES 100%

cater diamond

going out to different cafes and restaurants and just trying everything

he’d be recording everything and vlogging 24/7

doing q&a sessions or interactive sessions on social media on these dates would def be something you two do!

he’d get SUPER DUPER jealous if someone comments something about you hinting that they’re interested in you or smthn like that

he’d def just swoop you into his arms and give u a peck on the lips just to show em all who’s boss

and lots of cute little fluffy moments between the two of you for all his social media followers to see

can be super duper cheesy up to the point it’s cringey but its cute so it’s okay ig

octavinelle

azul ashengrotto

azul is a busy boi filled with work 24/7, from being the dorm leader to the mostro lounge’s manager to granting students’ wishes so his ideal, dream date would just be a lazy day with his s/o

he’d just expect the both of you waking up super duper late and just laze around together for a while

maybe just laying on the bed, not saying anything, and just enjoying each other’s presence and just cuddling

he kinda expects u to make you both lunch (but he doesn’t say anything ofc) but u just do so anyways

just a day filled with lazing around, maybe watching a movie or two

massaging each other guaranteed ;))

jade Leech

gardening dates!

his hobbies are making terrariums (so cute omg) and he’d dedicate a whole day to the both of you just making a terrarium together

shopping for the terrarium the day before!

making the terrarium underwater themed and just make it adorable

lots of making fun of each other

endless smiling :))

floyd leech

okay his hobby is dancing (THATS JUST ADORABLE LIKE??)

so either he’d bring you to a whole fancy af kinda ball, or just late night dancing in the kitchen at 3-am

either dances elegantly like your typical royal or dances just like a madman

he’d just wrap his arms around your waist and embrace you every chance he gets

his favorite is slow dancing with you where you’d just rest your head on his chest, one hand tightly grasping his and the other on his shoulder and his free hand on your waist

both closing your eyes with huge, idiotic grins on your faces and just being in love ;-;

savanaclaw

leona kingscholar

we all know how much this boi loves to sleep (loves sleep as much as he loves you) and honestly the perfect date for him would just be a night where you snuggle against him and just cuddle and lay down beside each other

and you know if he’s able to get out of bed that night, he’ll take you two to the dorm’s rooftop with some blankets and pillows and just sleep there with you till morning

stargazing !1!1!1!1!1!

you’d both just stare at the clear night sky filled with twinkling stars

you’d point out a shooting star at him and tell him to make a wish

“i wish to be with you for eternity~” and honestly you’d probably lose it and get super duper flustered lolololol (cuz who wouldnt)

deep and existential talks at 2-am

jack howl

so apparently one of his talents is snowboarding (damn thats cool bruh) and his ideal, dream date would be taking you to a snow lodge/resort during the winter

ofc he’d show off his snowboarding skills

he’d also be super duper patient and just teach you

you’d probs lose your balance and fall into his arms (KYAAAAAA~)

you both would just be goofy in the end and just play in the snow

bUiLdInG sNowMen gUaRanTeEd

AAA SNOWBALL FIGHTS

in conclusion; being goofy in the snow

ruggie bucchi

baby comes from a poor neighborhood and his clothes are hand-me-downs from leona, and although he’d never admit it, he’d enjoy going shopping with you

just simply window-shopping with you would suffice

you saw a cute little bracelet you really liked but didn’t get it for yourself, and at the end of the day he surprised you with it

it was sunset and he just surprised you out of nowhere when you were walking home

left you in tears honestly knowing his whole background and everything

okay he’d be a little tsundere too and try his best not to act flustered around you, but he’d just engulf you in a big hug and maybe started tearing up too

♡

i decided to chop this up into two parts cuz its going to be too long eheh but i struggled w/ some but the some of one i was super duper confused with became the ones i liked most ehehe~

hope y’all enjoy it, watch out for pt 2!

- a♕

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birdsaesthetic · 4 years ago

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100% Jeller fluff

A/N: This’s another participation for 12 Day of Blindspot that’s being managed by @holidayblindspot . Basically this’s Jeller one-shot where they lazily chat together during the day in a way that’ll definitely make you smile—cuz it’s made me smile. Also, this’s a glimpse of how the two are doing in my head currently: they’re doing great!

Winter Weather.

It’s January and so it’s been snowing out in New York. By the time Jane is done with her meditation session, she expresses thanks to both her mind and body, stretches gently, then walks over, as if drawn by a magnet, toward the fireplace where Kurt is also resting next to on the couch with a book in hand. First she lifts up his legs, which have been stretched out along the couch, leaving no room for her. Then she sits herself instead. And finally she puts back his legs over her thighs and began rubbing them absentmindedly, not directly looking at him.

“How was your session?” He begins, a moment later, to which Jane looks over at him with a warm smile as she replies, “It was successful. And how is this book getting? You haven’t put it down for some hours now!”

Kurt sighs. “It’s getting boring, honestly. But it’s one of these books that you just can’t put down...” Jane nods in acknowledgement to that. “Oh yeah! It must be the arthur writing style that’s making you keep wanting to read then, I’d say?"

“Definitely!” He agrees, while she keeps rubbing his legs in a leisurely pace—almost like lazily doing it. And from her point of view, the book is flat over his chest by now, and he’s wearing a smile that carries so much affection.

“Now after I came, though, you still won’t put the book down?” She mutters, lowering her head and pretending that she’s more focused on massaging his legs, to which he grins. “It’s already down, don’t you see it?” By his index finger he gestures toward the flat book over his chest, and it’s, indeed, down by now.

“But if you mean down on the table, okay then, I’ll put it down on the table! It’s boring after all, and you’re much more fun.” He shifts here and there, groaning, until he’s in a semi-sitting position with Jane’s legs over his thighs this time around. “Bethany would be sitting just right here between us if she was to be here now.” He comments after a bit.

“Oh yeah, just right here between us, probably napping.”

“Probably. And I’d be trying to get her to wake up so she wouldn’t sleep a lot during the day and fuss during the night, but she’d hit me in the face with her fist that’s so little yet surprisingly strong!”

Jane chuckles; this’s happened many times and so she just visualized it happening again. “I miss her so much, and it’s so quiet after she left.”

“I already missed her so much, too, though it has only been a few days since she left...”

“She has that energy that makes everyone around her so delighted!”

Kurt’s smile widens to have heard that; because it’s true. Accurate. Jane continues, though not directly looking at Kurt since she’s leaning her head slightly on his shoulder. “I really love her, so much. Now I might not know how it really feels to have a little, sweet kid like her of my own, but... it must feel the same.”

“Well,” he brings Jane a little closer to him. “If you really wanna know how it really feels to have your own kid? umm—how should I put it?—it feels like your heart grows infinitely wide, and you love your own kid so much in a way that you never thought you were able to love anything in the world the same way.” Jane looks at him, hardly blinking, her attention poured into him as he speaks some more. “It also feels scary and overwhelming sometimes. But the very best part about it all, is when your own kid brings out the best in you, because you will realize, very early, how much that little one needs and deserves the best version of you.”

Jane maintains silent, though her face softens at his choice of words, and so she reaches out a light hand up his shoulder then squeezes it. “Bethany is so lucky to have you, and you’re so lucky to have her.”

“I’m also so lucky to have you.” He rushes out to say, to which she smiles in appropriation.

“You and Bethany are... the family I chose to have by myself—not the family that, as a poor kid, I found myself surrounded with, unwillingly...” He shakes his head, with his eyes closed. “Although my last name is referred to them and my looks are similar to them and we have the same blood, I’ve never been proud of that family. The traumatic time I’d been through back then, almost made me think I’d never have a family that I’d love and be proud of... But it got different—good different—when you I got older, more handsome that I seemed to have attracted you and made you fall in love with me within the first glance,” he attempts levity, and Jane squeezes him at the shoulder a little harder it makes him groan while she laughs, but then she lets him continue. “I mean, I got to choose you to be my wife, you approved, and though Bethany had been a little unexpected—well, a lot unexpected—I can’t imagine our life without her now...” when he trails off, she finishes for him, “It wouldn’t be this vibrant, our life, and have this much love and affection involved in it, and the best in you wouldn’t have gotten out yet.”

He lifts her left hand where the band is settled and kisses it slow, taking his sweet time, before, against her hand, he speaks, “That’s a beautiful way to finish it for me.”

Jane gives him a genuine grin, next he puts some effort into getting her to lay atop of him, but he doesn’t have that much energy, and she’s so lazy herself, so she stays like this: only half atop him, kissing him randomly on each cheeks, on his lips, on his chin, then down his neck, humming as she does so as if she was tasting delicious food. “Humm, the more weight you gain, the warmer and better it feels to hug you and kiss you.”

“Jane, don’t start on that...”

She chuckles against his neck. “Why being touchy, huh? I just emphasized that I love you still even with some extra weight, Kurt—it makes me feel smaller against you when I hug you, cuz you feel warmer and more squishy, like a gait teddy bear.” It actually makes him laugh, shaking and shaking her along with him since she’s atop him, hugging him.

“Every husband in the world would be so happy to hear something like that,”

“I know, right?” She meets his eyes only to tease him, “You’re so lucky to have a wife like me!”

“I know. I said it before and I’ll say it again: I’m so lucky to have you!” He says it loudly, as if an announcement, during which he wraps both arms around her middle much tighter then kisses her.

#blindspot #blindspot fandom #jeller #holidayblindspot #my other fics

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torturingpoets · 4 years ago

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50 Questions

Tagged by @admiralleiaorgana ty!

what is the color of your hairbrush? i use a comb lol. it’s blue

name a food you never eat? had goat brain once and #neveragain

are you typically too warm or too cold? i’m always always too cold i’m doing this in sweats huddled under my comforter

what were you doing 45 minutes ago? watching lecture

what's your favorite candy bar? hm if you mean like a real candy bar available from a movie theater/gas station it’s kitkat, but my real favorite is ghiradelli peppermint bark.

have you ever been to a professional sports game? oh god i went to my first one ~september 2019 (which feels like 5 years ago) and i’d love to go to another one but. covid :(

what is the last thing you said out loud? uhhhhhh i honest to god don’t remember i’ve been watching lecture all day

what is your favorite ice cream? cheesecake

what was the last thing you had to drink? water

do you like your wallet? it fits in my back pocket and its not falling apart so ya

what is the last thing you ate? homemade pizza

did you buy any new clothes last weekend? i’ve bought clothes once in quarantine!!!!! i’m living in the same 3 pairs of sweats and i don’t go out i can’t justify buying clothes

what's the last sporting event you watched? celtics vs heat game but only cuz the rest of my fam was watching

what is your favorite flavor of popcorn? uhhh butter? I hate caramel/sweetness in my popcorn

who is the last person you sent a text message to? my roommate

ever go camping? LMAO nope

do you take vitamins? only iron :0

do you regularly attend a place of worship? no

do you have a tan? i’m brown regardless of season so....

do you prefer Chinese or pizza? depends on my mood

do you drink your soda through a straw? No i hate straws

what color socks do you usually wear? neutrals mostly

do you ever drive above the speed limit? ya ofc. where i live you only get ticketed going 10 over so I’m always going at least 9 over

what terrifies you? more things than i can list here

look to your left, what do you see? a window

what chore do you hate most? taking out the trash and changing sheets

what do you think of when you hear an Australian accent? uhhh steve irwin?

what's your favorite soda? coca cola i am from atl yes

do you go in a fast food place or just hit the drive thru? pre pandemic i’d go inside

what's your favorite number? [redacted bc its my birthday]

Who’s the last person you talked to? my brother

favorite cut of beef? i don’t really eat beef lol

last song you listened to? all too well!

last book you read? does rereading ACOK a month ago count

favorite day of the week? Friday (what day could possibly be better than friday???)

can you say the alphabet backwards? i guess but i haven’t done it before

how do you like your coffee? if i have to make it: black coffee w/ a dash of milk and spoon of sugar. if its winter and i’m at starbucks: peppermint mocha

favorite pair of shoes? i’m not a shoe person but my adidas superstars r nice

time you normally get up? 9:30, give or take an hour (can you see how lazy online class is making me!!!!)

what do you prefer, sunrise or sunsets? sunrise bc i’m not a morning person and so rarely see them

how many blankets on your bed? one thickass comforter

describe your kitchen plates? white 79 cent ikea plates

describe your kitchen at the moment? tiny, miniscule, cramped, small

do you have a favorite alcoholic drink? IF YOU SEE THIS REC ME A DRINK but my fav alcohol i’ve had so far is bellinis

do you play cards? uhh not really? i did in high school after finals were over but i haven’t played in 3-4 years

what color is your car? gray but its at my parents house :(

can you change a tire? PFFFFFFF NO

your favorite state? I love atlanta but I can’t bring myself to say georgia. shit i’m not well travelled enough for this question

favorite job you've had? i’m TA-ing a class right now and its so stressful but the other day a student called me the GOAT and it was nice :)

I tag: @kick-kennedy @keanuuuuuureeeeeeevesssss @lyannastark @tutyayilmazz @dhaaruni and anyone else who wants to do it!

#ask game #mine

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littlejeanniebean · 5 years ago

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Ep. 1 | The Marauders: Chase Her

A/N: I’m back, witches! ;) With the long-teased BAND AU!! Also @inakindofdaydream here’s your tag as promised, hope you enjoy :)) More Marauders in my masterlist! Read on AO3! - J xx

“Oh, Lily, darling, isn’t it a bit…” Narcissa Black appraised the outfit with a derisive sniff, “childish?”

It was a floor-length gown, trimmed to flow with the model’s figure exactly, thanks to Dorcas’ design skills. The highlight was the hot pink lava-lamp-like mixture oozing between the solid pale pink inner layer and the clear exterior material; Lily, a chemistry undergraduate who’d founded the Evans brand on Etsy as a hobby, had made it from scratch. Underneath it all was a complicated circulation system of refrigerant to keep the wearer cool, courtesy of Marlene, who was studying to be a mechanical engineer. Lily had tested it on herself and had the light burns on her legs to prove it, but it was worth it for the 60s-themed Met Gala. That is, if she could convince her client to wear it.

“Hardly,” she responded, “The design says you're playful, but the slinky cut and deep-V neckline say you’re a woman ready to conquer the carpet.”

Narcissa rolled her eyes, “Serves me right for selecting a designer last minute. All the professionals are booked.”

Lily tried to think of a popsicle or winter, anything to cool the angry flush she could feel burning in her cheeks.

The tall blonde was unbothered as she strutted around the mannequin, inspecting the low back and the spaghetti straps, before extending her arms out to Dorcas and Marlene, who were standing by, “Fine, fit me.”

“I got it,” Lily said quickly when she saw Dorcas’ jaw drop in indignance at being treated like a maid.

Marlene successfully occupied the deeply offended designer until Mary, the brand's publicist, announced that it was time.

Lily and their client left the hotel for the iconic New York museum in a chartered limousine among an entire fleet of them. Although dressed plainly in a black sweater and pencil skirt, Lily’s bright red hair made her stand out among the Black family’s monochrome entourage.

“Sirius, who’s that?” James pushed his thick-rimmed glasses up his nose and tiptoed to get a better look through the sea of celebrities and their teams spilling onto the carpet.

“I don’t know, but she must be nice because I’m not related to her,” said the dark-haired man, who’d been essentially coerced into attending this event with the rest of his crazy reality television family.

“Starting to not regret letting you drag me along,” while his friend walked the carpet, James followed the lady with the designer access credentials who looked at everything around her in unabashed wonder.

“James Potter!” someone called out.

He turned around and noticed too late that it was a reporter.

“How does it feel to win a record deal after your performance in the Highland Music Festival?”

“Will you be performing on The House of Black?”

“When is your debut album coming out?”

James held up a finger for silence the way he’d seen his mum do plenty-a-time, “I’m so grateful - especially to my music teacher, Minerva McGonagall. I don’t think my best friend will even be on that show anymore and we do everything together. We’re in writing sessions now, just having fun and seeing what we can do, but we’re very excited to share our music with everyone soon, especially our amazing fans.”

“Who are you wearing?”

“Who are you most excited to meet tonight?”

“Are you excited for The Weird Sisters’ performance?”

It went on this way until James could politely extricate himself with the boyish excuse of needing to use the bathroom. He practically sprinted to the tents at the end of the carpet.

“My armpits are sweating, Lily!”

There she was. A picture of calm amidst the commotion. And her name was Lily.

“Cissy, calm down -”

“Don’t tell me what to do, Siri!”

“See, this is why I can’t work with you lot anymore! You’re bat-shit crazy! Of course, your pits sweat, you’re a human being - not a fucking Barbie doll!”

“You haven’t the faintest idea of the impossible standards I hold myself to because I actually strive to be my best self unlike you, you lazy dog!”

“Are you getting this?” Bella Black, whispered with a toothy smile to the camera that was filming the entire exchange.

"How's it going, Molly?" James addressed the short videographer with auburn space buns.

She made a funny face at him and he laughed. Molly smiled just a bit in spite of the tensions she worked around daily.

"Narcissa," a clear voice pulled his attention back towards the girl named Lily, "I believe you've just nicked the wire that runs the cooling system with your heel," she crouched down and hooked it back up, "There you are."

James took this as his cue to pull Sirius away before another argument began. Also, he may or may not have wanted to get even closer to the red-head, "C'mon, mate, let it go, yeah? It's not worth it."

Narcissa huffed and strutted away. Lily had no choice but to follow at her heels, but to her admirer, she made it look like a power move.

"Ugh, remind me never to do that again!" Sirius collapsed onto the couch in the recording studio they rented next door to their label, Castle Records.

"James?" Remus asked his less distraught friend.

"Narcissa."

"Ah. At least it wasn't Bella."

The bespectacled boy sat at his drum kit and began to play a couple of mid-tempo rounds on the snare, cymbals, and base, creating the mood of a pursuit.

"Ooh, I like that," Peter switched the settings on his electronic keyboard to an eighties synth and joined in the jam.

Remus added the bass while Sirius plugged in his electric guitar.

It was three the next afternoon when Remus finished mixing the track and Sirius had no more unorthodox but cool ideas like, "Record the tires squealing while I do donuts in the parking lot on my motorbike and add it to the chorus!"

However, James, being ever the perfectionist when it came to music, kept wanting to re-record the drums and the others couldn't even talk him out of it because truthfully, it sounded better every time he did it.

When they reached the one-week mark, though, Sirius had to take action. "I called Molly. She's going to record our music video today and you know she's quick in post-production so whatever you've got is what we're running."

"Ugh, I hate you!" said James. He didn't.

Molly arrived at nine sharp and set up the lighting, did their hair and makeup, helped them pick coordinating but not matching outfits, and at ten exactly, called, "Action!"

Don't let her doe eyes fool you

She's been winning since the day she was born

Darlin' don't wanna lose you

Je ne parle pas français, mais j'adore

So I'm done playing hard to get

(You gotta chase her, chase her, gotta gotta chase her)

You're running circles in my head

(You gotta chase her, chase her, gotta gotta chase her)

And every word you ever said

(You gotta chase her, chase her, gotta gotta chase her)

Is calling my soul outta my body, must be in heav'n

Whoo!

"LilyLilyLily!" Mary squealed, barging into her friend's hotel room and clambering onto the bed, "We made it!"

Narcissa's lava dress had been trending all week and the Evans brand online store had finally crashed with the volume of orders they were trying to process at once for clothes, accessories, make up, and fragrances.

Her name is bloomin' in my heart

And every beat I beat is hers alone

Darlin' think of what we could start

Jamais seul ou triste, jamais pas en mode

"Jimbo! Jumbo! Jambo!" Sirius woke up his roommate with their first single blasting from his phone, "We made it!"

Their Chase Her music video had over a million views and the song was number one on Spotify.

And if our paths cross just this once

Could you be mine and I'll be yours

Tonight, darlin', we dance, we dance

Nous pourrions vivre pour toujours

Sirius guffawed at the comment section, "James: I don't speak French; Also James: Nous pourrions vivre pour toujours."

"Co-written by Google Translate," the singer quipped, putting on his glasses so he could see it all for himself, his smile coming close to breaking his pretty face.

Done being someone you'll forget

(You gotta chase her, chase her, gotta gotta chase her)

Cuz you're all I got gon' through my head

(You gotta chase her, chase her, gotta gotta chase her)

Yeah every word you ever said

(You gotta chase her, chase her, gotta gotta chase her)

Is calling my soul outta my body, must be in heav'n

Whoo!

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assless-chapstick · 5 years ago

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Hi Noble, I am in a bad place right now just feeling sad and low. Wanted to ask you for some Charthur ranch life headcannons? Your writing always cheers me up and distracts me when I'm sad. No pressure if you don't want to, just the act of writing this helped a little already 💕

Aw feller, I’m sorry to hear that you ain’t feelin so hot. Times is rough all over, and some times it feels a little difficult to keep on pushing, don’t it? Hopefully I can whip up something that might help cheer you up.

I been thinking a lot lately about what Arthur and Charles do around the ranch, especially in the winter time. The spring, summer, n autumn are more busy for them than the winter is, I imagine. In the spring Arthur spends a couple weeks our at the different ranches in the area, helping out with calving and foaling and what not. He’s real good with animals, and hes got a much smaller property than some of the other ranchers in the area, so he don’t mind helping out none. He trades his services for like, meat n stuff from his neighbours.

Charles goes away hunting on a big fur trip in the autumn, most years. He and Arthur of course hunt together during the summer, but in the fall Charles goes away for a couple weeks to get a bunch of furs, spends the winter tanning them. Winter is really for things like that, building furniture, etc… things he can do in his workshop.

I also think Arthur spends a lot of time in the garden during the summer. It’s a huge garden, too, with rows and rows of corn, potatoes, carrots, and cabbage. Any given day from May til September, Arthur’s out there weeding and watering and checking for pests. He likes the sun, ain’t really able to get used to living indoors.

Sometimes, he works the garden shirtless, on really hot days. Every spring, Charles teases Arthur about how white he is, and every summer he rinses Arthur’s back with cold water after he (inevitably) gets his first sunburn. After that, Arthur always gets tan and golden brown with the sun, and his hair gets all sun bleached and he looks so healthy that Charles just has to kiss him when he finds him between the rows of corn.

A couple summers in, Arthur plants beets, cuz they’re hardy and do well in the soil. He learns that winter that Charles hates beets – Arthur’d canned a whole bunch, and over dinner one night Charles asks how many cans they have left.

Arthur is like, “aw hell, I don’t know, maybe eight or nine? Why?” and Charles is just like “no reason.” And goes back to eating… the beets…. But Arthur can read him so well, knows by the set of his shoulders that Charles is disappointed, and he can’t help but laugh, cuz it’s so damn cute. Charles never complains about food or cooking (except to tease Arthur) so for him to actually dislike a food is just so novel, and they’ve been together for years and Arthur is delighted that there are still things he doesn’t know about Charles.

So Arthur kisses him and steals his plate and finishes the beets… they have them much less often after that, and Arthur plants turnips instead the following year. And he trades some of the beets away to Mrs Shevchenko (who’s daughter is 21 and engaged to be married but still makes big moony eyes over Arthur, who is pushing 40, at mass every Sunday) in exchange for some of her pickles, because the garlic and dill she uses is just the best….

Oh! And during the summer, the boys both like to stroll through the strawberry patch to eat the ripe ones… and Charles will sometimes pull a carrot from the garden and rinse it n eat it right there as he watches Arthur try and wrangle the goats so he can sheer them… (can you shear goats?)

So I think they spend much of the year outside, gardening, caring for the animals (along with the goats they’ve got like 6 horses and some chickens and a few dogs that roam around and of course, Cheater the cat), hunting and fishing…

The winter is harder on Arthur, I think, because he likes to be busy and can’t stand to be inside all day long. I think in the winter, he paints, just to have something to do with his hands; he don’t like being stuck inside all day. He’s a pretty garbage painter, though…. Charles buys him some pastels and charcoal, and he does much better with those. His pastel portraits are beautiful, though he mostly does wildlife and florals.

They both try to take up knitting and mending, and are both pretty horrible with it… Arthur does a lot of the mending because he’s marginally better, but it’s still Pretty Bad.

They spend a lot of evening in the winter by the fire, reading to one another or playing cards, or dominos… Arthur will lie between Charles’s legs as Charles massages his shoulders, might hum something for him …

They don’t really celebrate Christmas, I don’t think. Neither of them did it growing up, and they’re not religious – Arthur only goes to mass on Sundays because to not do so would draw suspicion. So they don’t celebrate Christmas…. But the lesbians, Sue and Louise-Anne, do, and they always invite Charles and Arthur over for Christmas dinner. They mother the boys, a little (one of the women has an estranged son but we don’t talk about him), and give them socks or jumpers for Christmas… the first year the boys didn’t get them anything (they didn’t know!!) and they felt awful…. Now they get ladies yarn or furs or furniture that Charles made in his workshop (Arthur does a beautiful job on carving the details and adding inlays)

All in all, it’s a peaceful existence, and they keep busy. I think, on nights like this where it’s cold and snowy and the sun sets early, they make love under the guise of getting warm… there ain’t much to do once the sun goes down, save for curl up in bed n kiss slow and lazy til they’re grinding up against one another and Charles is cooing in Arthur’s ear about what a pretty little housewife he makes and how soft his tits feel now that he’s got his winter weight on…

I hope that cheered you up a lil bit, mister!! Happy trails!!

#kiyanaw au

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mikotyzini · 7 years ago

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Boundless - Ch. 4 (Snuggles)

Introduction Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3

Snow was still falling, but it was lighter now than overnight - when large clumps had fallen in frenzied flurries for hours upon end. By the time morning broke, there were sparse flakes drifting through the air to accompany the thick blanket of white laying over everything in sight.

It was a winter wonderland, and it was just as cold as it was beautiful. The frigid temperature couldn’t keep them inside, however. Not when their daily routine included a morning walk - rain or shine. Or, in this case - rain or snow. A measly foot of snow wasn’t enough to break that routine.

Bundled up in more clothing than she’d worn in quite some time, Weiss held Ruby’s hand as they trekked through the snow in their snow boots. Wearing gloves meant she couldn’t feel the warmth of Ruby’s hand, which was just one unfortunate thing sacrificed to this winter weather in the effort to keep the chill at bay.

The two of them walked where they knew the sidewalk should be, even though everything looked similar when covered in a thick layer of fresh snow.

“Ruby?”

Pausing the story, Weiss looked over and found a waitress - the one Ruby had helped all afternoon - approaching their table.

“Sorry to interrupt,” she said before smiling hopefully at Ruby. “I know you’re done for the day, but could you help me with one more table?”

Raising one finger, the girl pointed over her shoulder to a new couple who’d just been seated.

“Uhh…” When Ruby glanced at Weiss, Weiss smiled and nodded, silently saying she had no problem waiting.

“Sure, Penny!” Ruby answered with a big grin as she stood up. “Hold that thought,” she directed to Weiss before leading Penny towards the new table.

More than happy to wait, Weiss watched the interaction unfold across the patio of the restaurant. Ruby greeted the couple first, with that grin and bubbly personality getting them to laugh within seconds. Next, she introduced Penny, who swooped in with her pen and paper to take the couple’s drink order. It was a rather smooth arrangement - one that both girls seemed comfortable with.

With Penny happily engaged with the newest diners, Ruby hurried back to the table and took her seat.

“Sorry about that!”

“It’s not a problem at all - really.”

Weiss’ reassurance worked this time, as Ruby smiled and picked up her sandwich - prepared to resume eating.

“So we’re walking in the snow -” she prompted Weiss before taking a bite.

“Yes, we’re walking in the snow,” Weiss repeated, smiling at Ruby’s choice of words before continuing their story.

“First ones here!” Ruby remarked while they crossed the street and walked into the deserted park. The snow here was pristine and untouched - a fact Ruby took giddy pleasure in as their footprints marked the path they took.

“No one else wanted to wake up this early,” Weiss muttered, each word sending a visible puff of air from her lips.

“It’s not that early! Everyone’s just being lazy cuz it’s a snow day!”

Feeling the nip of a cold gust of wind, Weiss tucked her nose into her scarf while her cheeks burned from the chill. The sun was out, but provided little warmth on a day like today. Not that they needed warmth when they had each other - well, not when they had each other and thick winter jackets.

Walking through the small park - their usual destination on these walks - Weiss watched Ruby pick out a slightly-raised section of snow and step on top of it. It must be the curb of the sidewalk that she’d found - a piece of cement raised several inches off the ground that separated pavement from grassy lawns that were nowhere to be found at the moment.

“Be careful,” Weiss cautioned Ruby while she walked along the curb hidden under the snow.

“I will be!”

Flashing Weiss one of those blinding grins, Ruby then focused her attention on the nearly indistinguishable bump in the snow that marked her path. Still worried that Ruby might slip and fall, Weiss maintained a firm grip on Ruby’s hand as they walked.

“So…” Weiss began, watching Ruby with a weary eye when she wobbled on the curb. “Since classes are canceled, what do you want to do today?”

“Whatever we want! It’s the first day of winter!”

“Ruby, the first day of winter was weeks ago.”

“Oh…” Brow furrowing, Ruby lost the expression a second later when her grin reappeared. “Then today’s the first unofficial day of winter! Cuz we finally got snow.”

When Ruby giggled at the answer, Weiss shook her head and remained quiet. She’d discovered long ago that it’s remarkably difficult to refute something ‘unofficial’ because, by its very definition, there were no fundamental facts to dispute.

And Ruby had quickly learned that calling something ‘unofficial’ meant that Weiss couldn’t argue.

“What do you want to do on this unofficial first day of winter then?” Her heart jumped when Ruby teetered and nearly slipped off the curb, but resumed beating when Ruby regained her balance and kept walking forward.

“Hmm...I want to go for a walk with you in the snow!”

Smiling at the response, Weiss nodded. “Done. Anything else?”

After pondering the question, Ruby grinned and hopped off the curb. Stooping over, she collected a pile of snow in her gloves and formed it into a snowball. Tossing it up and down in one gloved hand, she gave Weiss an impish grin.

“Ruby Rose,” Weiss warned. “You better have plans for that snowball that are far away from me.”

“I’d never throw it at you!” Ruby immediately fessed up before smiling once more. “I was actually gonna give it to you.”

Pressing the ball of snow into Weiss’ hands, Ruby then backed away with another happy grin.

“And see if you can hit me with it!”

As soon as the words left her lips, Ruby turned and took off across what was normally a small grassy area of the park. And by ‘took off,’ Weiss meant that Ruby slowly hopped her way through the snowdrifts while trying to make her brilliant escape.

Willing to play Ruby’s impromptu game, Weiss took aim, pulled her arm back, and let the snowball fly. Her aim was good, and the snowball hit Ruby in the back of the shoulder, exploding into cloud of white dust upon impact.

But the blow must have surprised Ruby, because she immediately tripped over her feet and fell face first into the snow.

“Ruby!”

When Ruby didn’t immediately pop back up, Weiss tried to rush over, but her own feet refused to move quickly through the thick snow. Every step she took was like running through molasses, but eventually, she made it to Ruby and knelt by her side. “Are you ok?”

Rolling Ruby over by the shoulder and finding her eyes closed, Weiss panicked.

“Ruby??” she said, her alarm growing while she looked Ruby over to find what was wrong.

Had she hit her head on something when she fell? Maybe there was a rock hidden under the snow?

When Weiss turned around, desperately searching for an answer or someone to help, she felt a pair of arms wrap around her waist - right before she was flipped onto her back in the snow, squealing in surprise as she fell.

“Gotcha!” Ruby called out, swinging herself on top of Weiss and giggling at her little ploy.

“Ruby!” Weiss shouted, annoyed but mostly relieved she’d only been tricked. She tried to get up, but Ruby was stubbornly sitting on her chest. “Get off of me, you - you miscreant!”

“Miscreant? That’s a new one.” Ruby grinned but didn’t budge an inch. Instead, she looked perfectly content to sit on top of Weiss in the snow - grinning like a cat at some prize she’d ‘won.’

“It’s cold, you realize!” Weiss complained, giving up her fruitless struggles and laying back in the thick cushion of snow.

“Is it? Lemme help.” Still not getting up, Ruby instead scooted down and then laid forward to hug Weiss in the snow. Her short, downy brunette hair fell across Weiss’ chin while she snuggled closer, pressing as close as their bulky winter clothing allowed. “How’s that?”

Adorable was the answer, as it always was when it came to Ruby. In one simple motion, she melted all of Weiss’ annoyance or indignation at having been tricked by a rather clever ruse. Unfortunately, she didn’t melt the snow surrounding Weiss like a very cold blanket.

“It’s still cold.”

Laughing at the answer, Ruby hugged Weiss closer, then rolled them over so that Ruby was laying in the snow instead.

“How’s that?” she asked, looking up at Weiss with joyous silver eyes.

“Better…” Weiss begrudgingly admitted, eliciting yet another laugh from Ruby. She smiled at the sound, unable and unwilling to be anything less than fully happy when the two of them shared moments like these.

“How can I make it better?”

The question was innocent - a genuine desire to make Weiss happy. What Ruby didn’t seem to realize was that she made Weiss happy. No matter what they did or what the circumstances may be, Ruby’s presence made everything brighter...warmer.

If there was one thing that could make Weiss even happier in this moment, it was a kiss.

So she leaned down and kissed Ruby, finding her lips were warm despite the red in her cheeks that suggested otherwise.

Ruby was quick to respond, one glove pushing Weiss’ hair out of the way while she returned the kiss in full. Gone were the days when she was hesitant or unsure about any type of physical intimacy - now, she pulled Weiss closer and deepened the kiss, expressing emotions that could never be put into words.

But Weiss felt and understood them - and did her best to express a fraction of her own love and devotion through fervent, greedy kisses.

It was only when she felt far too warm and their kisses felt far too passionate that she pulled away, looking into Ruby’s eyes while the cawing of a nearby crow made it abundantly clear they were still outside - in a public place, no less.

Her breathing was heavy - sending billows of visible air out into the world - and she was now remarkably warm. If anything, it was too hot at the moment.

Clearing her throat, she looked down at Ruby - who looked up at her with one of those expressions of pure joy she never grew tired of seeing. And in this moment she thought to herself that...she didn’t want to keep her secret from Ruby any longer.

She knew that Ruby loved her, and she loved Ruby in return. The only reasons she’d had to wait - for them to grow closer and a bit older - had already fallen by the wayside. So what was she waiting for? Why continue to leave Ruby in the dark?

“That’s better,” Weiss whispered, leaning down and pressing one last kiss to Ruby’s lips before standing and reaching down to pull Ruby to her feet. “But come on, let’s get up before we both catch a cold.”

Ruby playfully grumbled, but accepted Weiss’ hand and quickly popped up. Once standing, she stepped close and gently brushed snow from Weiss’ shoulders before straightening her scarf, ending the actions with a smile that warmed Weiss’ heart through and through.

It was little moments like these that made Weiss feel incredibly loved and treasured - a feeling only Ruby was able to create.

“How about we head home and make some hot chocolate?” Weiss suggested, knowing she had a great idea when Ruby’s smile went from radiant to blinding in a heartbeat.

“That sounds awesome! And tea for you?”

“You know me well,” Weiss replied, reaching out for Ruby’s hand as they turned and headed back the way they came. But they hadn’t made it more than a few steps before Ruby looked over her shoulder and giggled.

“What do you think people will think of that?” she asked, nudging Weiss’ shoulder and gesturing behind them. Turning around, Weiss blushed when she saw the patch of trampled snow that looked exactly like what had happened there.

“They’ll think someone was rolling around in the snow,” she answered plainly, the response making Ruby laugh as they left the park behind.

“I’m surprised you actually hit me!” Ruby remarked, swinging their joined hands while they walked. “Thought for sure it’d go sailing over my head or something.”

Weiss scoffed at the comment. “l have far better aim than that.”

“But I’m super quick!”

Ruby made a few rapid motions with her feet, but the helpless snow shuffling did little to prove her point.

“You’re unbelievable,” Weiss said in lieu of pointing out to Ruby just how slow the snow made her.

“That’s why you love me!”

Weiss’ heart gave an embarrassing jolt in her chest at the word - the same reaction it had every time she heard Ruby say it.

“l do,” she replied, squeezing Ruby’s hand. “Even though you’re a real dolt sometimes.”

She used the word playfully and was rewarded with another giggle that lifted her heart with love.

“A dolt you can’t live without! I know you missed me a ton while I was still in Vale.”

Under Ruby’s watchful gaze, Weiss thought about denying it for denial’s sake. But what was the point? She had missed Ruby - more than Ruby might ever understand.

“I did,” Weiss admitted. “I missed you every single day.”

The answer made Ruby really happy, as she smiled and kicked her boots through the snow.

“I missed you a lot, too...but now we're at the same school and get to see each other all the time!”

“That’s true,” Weiss agreed, sharing a smile with Ruby while their apartment building came into view.

They hadn’t had the best timing in this life, as Weiss learned around their intertwined destinies after moving away for college, with Ruby still finishing high school in Vale.

Weiss wanted to move back right away, but her father wouldn’t allow it. She’d seriously considered disobeying him and evoking his wrath, but instead found that Ruby was more than willing to wait two years to be together again.

Still, Weiss did everything in her power to remain close with Ruby - phone calls nearly every night, messages during class, flights back whenever possible - and they’d made it through the two years in flying colors. As soon as Ruby was accepted to the same university, Weiss asked if she would forgo student housing so they could live together. Without knowing about their eternal connection, it should’ve been a huge step, yet Ruby willingly accepted.

Unfortunately, there was one person in Ruby’s life who was unwilling to allow her little sister to move in with Weiss alone right after high school.

Fortunately, Yang was nice to have around, mostly. There were times when she was grating or overbearing, but for the most part she was a less abrasive version of some of her other selves. Weiss was still hopeful Yang would eventually move out, but the living situation wasn’t bad as it currently was. They’d spent a number of years sharing apartments, houses, even dorm rooms together - this was no different.

“Think it’ll snow more tonight?” Ruby asked, glancing towards the snow-covered streets before pulling open the door to their apartment building and holding it for Weiss to walk through.

“I think we’ll get a little more today, but not much.”

When Ruby let out a soft “hmm” and followed Weiss inside, she tried to figure out if Ruby was disappointed in the news.

“It was fun to be the first ones out,” Ruby commented while they headed up a flight of stairs to the second story. “Putting our own mark on the world, you know? How often do we get to do something like that?”

Blessed with her knowledge, Weiss knew that that happened more often than not, and in ways that left a much larger mark on the world than a set of fresh footprints.

“Next time it snows, we’ll get up early again,” she replied, giving Ruby a grateful smile when she opened the door to their apartment and gestured Weiss through first.

Walking inside, she was surprised by the sight greeting them just inside the door.

“Hey guys!” Yang said, pulling on a pair of gloves to complete the full winter outfit she was wearing. “How is it out there?”

“Cold!” Ruby surmised in a single word, but with an accompanying shiver that made Weiss smile. “You’re up early!”

“Yeah, heading to the library to work on a paper.” Slinging her backpack over her shoulder, Yang missed the look of shock Weiss and Ruby shared.

“The library??” Ruby’s tone held an appropriate amount of disbelief, seeing as how Yang only set foot in a library if she needed to use the restroom. “But classes were canceled!”

“Yeah, but the library’s still open, and I’ve got a paper to work on. Don’t wanna fall behind!”

Yang grinned at them, and Weiss couldn’t help but smirk when she realized what was actually going on.

“How was your date last night?” she asked.

Yang’s grin turned into a huge, dopey smile at the question - which was all the answer they needed.

“It was really great,” Yang answered, downplaying how she truly felt (although her smile gave it away). “She offered to help me out with this paper, so I’m gonna go meet up with her. Then maybe we’ll grab lunch or something after.”

Yang shrugged as if it was no big deal, but she was positively glowing at the moment. Glancing to the side, Weiss saw that Ruby was beginning to reflect that glow - beaming in delight that her sister was clearly so happy.

“How will she help you if she goes to a different school?” Weiss asked while Yang pulled on a pair of boots.

“She had a similar class last year. Plus, she’s just really, really smart.”

“That sounds nice of her.”

“Yeah, she’s super nice. Really smart, really funny, and just...a really great person.” As Yang’s eyes drifted off, thinking about the girl who’d already captured her heart, Weiss smiled.

“Well, have fun,” Weiss replied, snapping Yang out of her daydream and back to their apartment. And Yang returned Weiss’ words with a genuine smile - no teasing in sight.

“Thanks, Weiss. I’ll see you guys later!” Hurrying out, Yang made a slight detour to rustle Ruby’s hair before leaving the apartment behind.

The second the door closed, Ruby let out a small squeal of happiness - the excitement from seeing Yang’s smile bursting from her in that cute little noise.

“I’m so happy they’re seeing each other again!” she said, bouncing several steps forward and spinning around to give Weiss a grin. “l hope this one turns out better than the last one.”

“l think it will, Ruby. I have a good feeling about this one.”

All Weiss needed was a name to know that Yang had finally found the person she was meant to be with.

“I hope you’re right!” Ruby replied, unzipping her jacket and pulling her arms out of the sleeves. “Do you remember her name? Guess I should’ve tried to remember it...”

“It’s Blake,” Weiss answered, smiling as she said the name, looking forward to adding Blake to their lives once again. “Blake Belladonna.”

“Blake…” Ruby repeated, trying out the name before nodding. “I hope she’s nice. I wanna see Yang this happy all the time.”

“I do too, Ruby.”

In this world, Yang put her heart on the line far too early and often. Unfortunately, this meant that she was normally the one getting crushed by people who didn't deserve her trust. Weiss had done her best to dissuade Yang from seeing anyone whose initials weren’t B.B., but with only moderate success.

Thankfully, the worrying ended now. With Blake in the picture, Yang’s heart was in good hands.

Unfortunately, Ruby’s brow was still furrowed while she mulled over the situation, still concerned about her older sister. She didn’t know what Weiss knew...and this was just another reason why Ruby should know - so she could stop worrying, too.

Removing her gloves, then unraveling her scarf, Weiss watched Ruby hang her jacket by the door before placing her hat on the shelf directly above ‘her’ coat hook. Her cheeks were still adorably pink from the cold, and her hair was all kinds of disheveled from wearing the hat, but she looked as cute as ever.

And she looked even cuter when she bounced over to Weiss with a grin.

“May I take your coat, milady?” she asked, bowing her head and extending one hand to gesture for Weiss’ jacket.

“You may indeed,” Weiss replied, shrugging out of her jacket and handing it to Ruby, who grinned as she walked over to hang it next to her own. While Ruby did that, Weiss stepped out of her boots and left them by the door. The snow was already melting off the bottoms and creating a puddle on the floor, but they’d clean that up later.

One unexpected benefit of Blake’s appearance was that they now had the day to themselves, with no place to be and - as far as Weiss was concerned - no desire to step into the frigid air again.

“I’ll make you hot chocolate?” she offered, stepping towards the kitchen but pausing when Ruby’s brow furrowed and she shook her head.

“Naw, not right now. I wanna show you something first!”

Brightening, Ruby waved Weiss after her as she hopped into the living room. Curious about what could possibly be more important than hot chocolate after a walk in the snow, Weiss followed Ruby and stopped when they were both standing in front of the sofa.

Ruby was grinning about something, but there was nothing new here. It was the same living room it had always been - a sofa, a television, a bookshelf along one wall holding more movies than books…

“What is it?” Weiss asked, glancing around one more time in an attempt to spot whatever it was Ruby wanted to show her. When Ruby waved towards the TV, Weiss’ eyes snapped that direction in search of whatever she was missing.

“Ruby -?”

No sooner had the word left her mouth did two strong arms wrap around her waist and pull her off her feet. Again, she yelped in surprise - finding herself suddenly falling - but the fall abruptly ended when she landed on top of Ruby on the sofa.

That’s when she heard the giggles - lots of them coming from the girl still holding her close.

“Ruby!” she exclaimed, her heart thundering in her chest while Ruby continued to giggle. “What’s with you doing that today?”

“You’re so cuteeeee,” was Ruby’s answer as she burrowed into Weiss’ neck, rustling through her hair and sending tingles of thrill down her spine.

That wasn’t really an answer, but Weiss only capable of a partial pout at the moment. Even so, Ruby sensed it without even being able to see.

“Do you want me to stop?”

Seeing as how Ruby’s arms were still wrapped around her while they lay on the sofa together, that was a question Weiss could easily answer.

“...no.”

“Good! Cuz I don’t wanna!”

Playfully rolling her eyes at the answer, Weiss resituated - pulling her legs onto the sofa and snuggling into Ruby’s side, while Ruby moved her arms to wrap one around Weiss’ shoulder and pull her close. Reaching up, Weiss dragged the blanket off the back of the sofa and draped it over them.

With the snowflakes lightly drifting outside, the blanket warming her cold feet after their walk, and Ruby pressed close, Weiss was quickly drifting into heaven.

Fumbling with the remote control, Ruby switched on the TV but turned the volume down until the voices were hardly distinguishable. It wasn’t for entertainment at the moment, but she liked having background noise - quiet spaces drove her a little crazy, with her hyper side showing up early and often.

Weiss was used to the soft noise by now, and she even found that a little background noise was nice if it was quiet enough. Right now, she could still hear the sound of Ruby’s heartbeat over the television, so the noise level was perfect.

In the pseudo-silence, Ruby sighed in content and absentmindedly played with Weiss’ hair. And Weiss secretly loved it when Ruby played with her hair - only Ruby though.

Weiss was like Yang in some ways, especially when it came to not wanting others to touch her hair. She spent quite a bit of time and effort in the morning making it look nice - why would she be ok with someone willfully messing it up? Of course, she spent the time and effort in order to look nice for Ruby, so if anyone was free to undo all of that work, it was Ruby.

Leaning into Ruby’s side, hearing and feeling her heart beating, Weiss was at peace. There was no other way to describe it - this all-encompassing calm that washed over her like a warm ray of sunshine. She could fall asleep like this. She had fallen asleep like this.

But it was in this moment of mutual harmony that she knew - now was the time to tell Ruby.

“Ruby?” she asked, hearing a soft “Hmm?” in response. Reaching over and holding Ruby’s other hand in her own, she took a deep breath and asked the question that had been on her mind for weeks now.

“Do you believe in soulmates?”

“Like how you and me are meant to be?” Ruby giggled at her little rhyme, which made Weiss smile in turn.

“Yes, exactly like that. Do you believe that we’re meant to be together because the universe decided it?”

She held her breath while waiting for an answer - thankfully, with Ruby an answer was never far away.

“Hmm…I guess I do! I know it’s always been so easy to be with you - like as soon as I met you, I just knew we were supposed to be together!”

Weiss appreciated the sentiment, even though she wasn’t easy to be with at that time. The two of them met before she turned eighteen and...well, suffice to say that she wasn’t always the kindest to Ruby.

Ruby, however, was a glutton for punishment. No matter how many times Weiss made her disdain known, Ruby kept coming back - and eventually wormed her way into Weiss’ heart. It was nothing more than begrudging acknowledgment at first, then reluctant acceptance, and eventually confounded admission that her feelings might mean more than she ever let on.

Then she turned eighteen, and...well, she’s been making up for those early years ever since.

“Can I tell you something?” she asked, sitting up and immediately regretting leaving the warmth of Ruby’s side. Sensing the seriousness of the question, Ruby also sat up and watched Weiss with intent eyes.

“Yeah, of course! You can tell me anything.”

Truer words had never been spoken, as Weiss knew that she could tell Ruby absolutely anything and Ruby would still love her. That didn’t keep the nerves at bay, however, because this was a rather big admission to make.

“What if I told you that we are destined to be together?” Weiss asked, reaching out to hold Ruby’s hand for support. “What if we’re meant to be together in every universe, no matter when or where that happens?”

“That sounds really awesome!”

The quick agreement gave Weiss more than enough assurance to continue.

“And what if I told you that I could remember those universes? All of those lives we spent together?”

This concept took Ruby longer to absorb, as she pursed her lips and mulled the confession over in her head.

“Are you joking?” she asked, giving Weiss a look that requested an honest reply. Weiss shook her head and squeezed Ruby’s hand, maintaining as much seriousness as possible so Ruby wouldn’t think this was some elaborate prank.

“I’m not joking, Ruby. I can’t explain how it works, but please believe that it’s true.”

Her words were more beseeching that she’d intended, but she didn’t care - she was far too focused on the way Ruby’s mouth was hanging slightly open while processing the new information.

“You remember all of them?”

“I do,” Weiss replied with a nod. “When I turned eighteen, I...I remembered all of these other realities that we lived in. So many of them, Ruby. More than I could ever dream of.”

She watched Ruby’s eyes closely, reading the emotions that flitted through them. There was confusion, then concern, but then Ruby laughed - not a ‘you’re crazy’ type of laugh, but a genuinely excited laugh.

“That’s so awesome!” she said, squeezing Weiss’ hand while her eyes sparkled with joy. “I mean, is your brain super stuffed then? That seems like a lot to fit in your head at once!”

When Ruby reached up and gently tapped Weiss on the head, she sighed in relief.

Making it through that moment, she always wondered what she was nervous about. Even if Ruby was disbelieving of the information at first, she always believed in time - but maybe it was time that Weiss was scared of losing, loathe to miss a single moment they could spend in each others’ arms.

“It does get a little confusing at times,” she admitted, smiling in relief when Ruby grinned back at her.

“So glad you’ve got the memories instead of me. No way I could keep that straight.”

“You’d do just fine. I have every bit of confidence in your mind.”

Briefly scrunching up her face at the words, Ruby then laughed and shook her head. “So that means this is actually like...the seven thousandth time we’ve been together?”

Weiss laughed at the number, relieved that Ruby was taking the knowledge with hardly a falter in her smile.

“I’ve never tried to count, but there’s been a lot.”

“Seven thousand sounds like a good place to start,” Ruby replied, adding in a nod while she leaned back against the sofa. “Man...seven thousand lives together...and you remember them all. That’s so cool.”

When Ruby’s eyes unfocused in thought, Weiss smiled and inched closer.

“Thank you, Ruby,” she said, meaning the words as much as her heart could express.

“Thank you for telling me,” Ruby replied with one of those quirky smiles Weiss adored.

Ruby didn’t have to believe her. Ruby didn’t have to believe something that Weiss couldn’t even prove was true. Yet Ruby always believed - sometimes in her own time, but she always believed Weiss in the end. She always believed in Weiss.

Leaning forward, Weiss pressed a kiss to Ruby’s lips before pulling away and smiling.

“You’re incredible, you know,” she whispered, reaching up and tenderly tucking several strands of hair behind Ruby’s ear. They stubbornly fell out of place again, but...they often did that.

“You’re the incredible one!”

Of course that was Ruby’s response - not that Weiss minded. She loved being the one who Ruby thought so highly of.

Pulling her feet back onto the sofa, Weiss leaned into Ruby as Ruby made room for them to resume their snuggling. This time it was Ruby who pulled the blanket over Weiss, taking care to tuck in the edges so no cold air slipped underneath.

“So you remember when you turn eighteen?” Ruby asked, wrapping her arm around Weiss and leaning down to press a kiss to her hair.

“Yes. I found a rose on my pillow on my birthday. When I picked it up...I remembered everything.”

“But you liked me even before that!”

Pulling Ruby’s hand down to hold in front of her, Weiss smiled at the comment.

“That’s right, I did. Guess I don’t need to have those memories to know you’re special.”

Hearing a happy “Mhmm” from above her, Weiss snuggled in even more.

“So...why’d you decide to tell me now?” Ruby asked while her fingers ran through Weiss’ hair - the feeling very nearly lulling her to sleep.

“Because you’re being so cute today,” she replied, smiling when Ruby let out a playful huff.

“I mean, I figured, but why else?”

“I’ve wanted to tell you for a long time now,” Weiss admitted. “I felt like it was time you knew, and I didn’t want to keep it a secret anymore.”

Ruby made another soft cooing sound at the response, agreeing with Weiss’ words before they lapsed into comfortable silence. Weiss could tell that Ruby was still thinking over the information she’d just learned - dissecting and digesting it in her own way. After her initial analysis was complete, she would have questions, but until then...

“And I had something to tell you,” Weiss added.

“Like secrets from other universes?”

“I’m not allowed to share the secrets.” When Ruby’s hand abruptly stopped its soothing path through her hair, Weiss quickly added, “Kidding. I’m just kidding.”

Ruby laughed at the joke while her hand resumed playing with Weiss’ hair.

“I thought you were gonna say there are crazy rules about sharing secrets or something!”

“No...no rules. I can tell you anything.”

“And everything?”

Weiss smiled at the question, which was exactly what she’d hoped to hear. She wanted to share everything with Ruby. Or, at the very least, as much as she was able to share within this lifetime.

“I’ll tell you as much as I possibly can,” she replied. “But the first thing is rather relevant. You know the girl Yang is seeing today - Blake?”

“Yeah?”

“Well, she’s very special.”

“Meaning…?”

“Meaning, she ends up with Yang in every life I can remember.”

When Ruby’s hands paused again, Weiss craned her neck to find Ruby’s eyes widened in shock.

“Are you saying what I think you’re saying??” Ruby asked, her excitement already bubbling forth. Meeting Ruby’s eyes, Weiss managed a serious expression and nodded.

“Yes. Yang finally found the one.”

Hooting in glee, Ruby abruptly jumped off the couch and did several hops in front of the TV.

“Are you serious?” she asked after her legs came to a stop, pointing both hands at Weiss.

“I’m serious.”

Weiss laughed when Ruby did another little dance of happiness before rushing back to the sofa and grabbing Weiss’ hands.

“Then we can totally mess with her, right?” Ruby asked, her eyes begging for a ‘yes.’ And after the number of jokes, pranks, and teases Weiss had suffered through their lives at the hands of Yang Xiao Long...maybe it was time to get a little even.

“Yes, we can,” Weiss answered, smiling when Ruby squealed with happiness. She was giddy now, and rightfully so, but Weiss reached out and beckoned her back to the sofa.

Thankfully, Ruby gladly sat down and pulled Weiss into another hug. She was bursting with energy, but still willing to snuggle together - which was all Weiss wanted to do today. Well, that, and discuss the other lives they’d shared.

“Ok, important question - which one of these universes was I the most awesome in?”

Laughing at the typical Ruby question, Weiss snuggled closer, pressing into Ruby’s side to soak up as much warmth as possible.

“You’re equally awesome in all of them.” Without looking up, she knew Ruby was pouting at the answer so she added, “But in one of them, you were a queen.”

Ruby laughed, her chest rising and falling while Weiss listened to the sound with a smile.

“When you say we’re together in every universe...does that mean like, together forever?”

“Yes, it does.”

There was a short pause, and before Weiss could question what was going through Ruby’s mind at the moment, Ruby spoke again.

“So...does that mean that you’ll be with me forever?”

Sitting up at the question, Weiss swiveled around to look into Ruby’s eyes, finding hesitant, hopeful silver staring back at her. She hadn’t expected the conversation to lead them here right away, but she had no problem giving this answer. It was a commitment...and she was willing to make it.

“Yes,” she replied. “I want to be with you forever. If you’ll have me.”

She knew the answer from Ruby’s radiant smile - one filled with so much love and affection that Weiss’ own heart swelled from happiness.

“That’s what I’ve always wanted!”

Smiling, Weiss stretched up and gave Ruby a quick kiss before pulling away.

“Me too,” she answered, sinking into Ruby’s embrace while all-encompassing peace and contentedness washed over her.

What a perfect start to a perfect day.

There was silence at the table after the story ended - the only sounds coming from conversations happening around them.

The memory left Weiss with a warm glow spreading through her chest and a smile on her lips. She loved recalling these blissful moments from lives that were gone, but not lost. She loved that she could share them with Ruby...even if Ruby was unsure if they were true or not.

“Wow,” Ruby finally said, sitting back in her chair and looking rather stunned. “I was super chill about that! Like, I took the news like a champ.”

“Yes, you did.”

That was one of the easiest and quickest versions of this conversation they’d had. It started and ended like a gentle breeze, barely enough to register as a bump in their relationship.

“Jeez…” Frowning slightly, Ruby shook her head and gave Weiss an apologetic look. “Sorry I’m struggling so much this time.”

“Ruby,” Weiss replied, shaking her head. “You have nothing to apologize for. Remember, we’d been dating for several years by that point. I don’t expect it to happen that way every time - it doesn’t happen that way every time.”

“Still...it sounds really cute!”

“It was. But every life we have is different.” Pausing for a moment, Weiss only continued when she had Ruby’s full attention once more. “I love that they’re always different, Ruby. I love that you react in new ways every time. It would be rather boring to have the same conversation over and over again, but with you...it’s never boring.”

Drumming her fingers on the table, Ruby wore a thoughtful expression while mulling over Weiss’ words and the most recent story. But then her fingers abruptly stopped, and her eyes widened in surprise.

“Wait, did you say I was a queen in one of these lives??”

Delighted that Ruby had latched onto that little tidbit, Weiss smiled and nodded.

“Would you like me to tell you about it?” she offered, receiving a blinding beam in response.

“Heck yeah!”

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heungtanbts · 7 years ago

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Bliss

merry christmas, with love from yours truly.

It’d been a long day helping out at your university’s annual winter festival, where you had stood outside for hours in the snow selling hot chocolate until your fingers felt like they were going to fall off one by one. But it was something you still thoroughly enjoyed doing every winter over the past few years, even if it meant taking the risk of getting frost bite. Seeing everyone all bundled up and their eyes lighting up when they took the first few sips of their piping hot chocolate never failed to make you feel all warm inside, despite the freezing temperatures outside. And, as much as you hated to admit it, it also probably helped that he volunteered to do this with you every year. At the mere thought of him, your already wind-swept cheeks turned a darker shade of pink, forcing you to bury yourself deeper in your giant fluffy scarf before looking over at him. He was finishing closing up the stand, locking away the money case and folding up the table with ease. Hoseok looked so effortlessly handsome, a checkered scarf wrapped warmly around his neck, his snow kissed cheeks nearly as rosy as yours, accentuating the gentle smile on his face as he hummed lightly while cleaning up. You’d met at the start of uni and grown close over the past few years, but he never knew just how beautiful he was in your eyes, inside and out. His heart of gold, his jingling laughter, his velvety voice, everything about his existence made you go weak at the knees – he was just unaware of it.

“I should get you a full-on ski mask for Christmas.” Hoseok’s voice suddenly cued you out of your reverie to refocus on him as his boots crunched through the snow and towards you. He looked utterly amused. “I mean, how is your face that red after just a few hours outside? It’s not even that windy.” The fact that he noticed your flushed cheeks just made you blush even harder, and you instinctively pulled your scarf even further up to hide the evidence.

“Not my fault it’s bloody cold out here,” You mumbled, your voice muffled by the puffy fabric of your scarf. He just chuckled knowingly before taking his gloves off and stuffing them in his jacket pockets. He proceeded to blow on his hands and rub them together, repeating this action multiple times as you watched him quizzically. Just as you opened your mouth to ask him what he was doing and why he wasn’t just wearing his gloves to stay warm, he placed both of his palms on either of your cheeks, the heat from his hands doing a fantastic job of warming up the nipped skin there.

“There, that’s better.” He flashed you a warm smile, and you felt your cheeks grow even hotter than before. You didn’t want this moment to ever end. You’d stand there forever in the freezing cold if it meant Hoseok would be there to warm you up.

It all felt so perfect – the fairy lights decorating the light poles twinkling in your midst, the distant sound of others hustling and bustling to clean up their own stalls, crystals snowflakes softly making their descent to the ground blanketed in white. You were just about to close your eyes to savor this moment when you had to fight back a whine as he gently removed his hands and pulled your scarf up so that it covered your cheeks and nose again.

“Let’s go put these away and get the heck outta here. My butt cheeks are about to freeze off one at a time.” Ignoring the twinge you felt from the sudden loss of his touch, you snorted at him which caused him to grin victoriously, obviously happy to have made you smile. Grabbing the money case with one hand, he casually placed his other arm around you and led the both of you towards the main building. If only he knew what he was doing to you.

After putting away all the equipment and supplies, the two of you made light conversation while making your way back to his apartment with plans of meeting the other guys there to go out for some ddukboki on this cold winter day. It was funny how much you loved even the little moments like this, just walking side by side, talking about whatever with each other, laughing when he dramatically slipped on a patch of ice but somehow caught himself, looking like an idiot in the process, him jokingly threatening to push you into the snow for laughing as you ran away with a feigned scream for help, him calling out for you not to run because he knew you’d actually slip and fall if you did. Sure, sometimes it really sucked to be just his friend and nothing more, but it was moments like these that made up for feelings like those. As long as Hoseok was in your life, it didn’t matter whether or not you were together. As long as Hoseok was here with you, none of that mattered.

By the time you made it to Hoseok’s apartment, it had grown darker and you were a sniffling mess. “I suggested that we just take the bus, but nooo, someone insisted we walk and enjoy Mother Nature’s wrath.” He jokingly commented, followed by a small sigh when you sniffled loudly once again. He shuffled you inside before shutting the door behind him to block out the fierce winter wind. “I’ll bet tonight’s ddukboki that you’re gonna end up catching a cold because we walked.”

You sniffled again and glared at him in protest, “Well, then I guess I should thank you in advanced for paying for tonight’s dinner cuz that ain’t gonna happen. Jerk.” Right on cue, you suddenly let out a high-pitched sneeze, one so violent that your whole body swayed backwards from the force of it. Immediately reaching his arms out, he gently caught you from behind and watched as you scrunched your nose around from the after effects of the sneeze, causing him to snicker at the irony of it all.

“We’ll see about that, Sneezy. Now get inside so I can make you some hot tea cuz I am not about to let a couple of sniffles keep me from getting my free ddukboki.”

He gingerly pushed you further inside his apartment and towards the sofa in the living room before heading to the kitchen to boil water for tea. You made sure that he saw you stick your tongue out at him in defiance before plopping down on the worn-out sofa that seemed to have been calling out your name since the moment you set foot into his apartment. You made no hesitation to sink deep into the familiar couch, still wearing your winter jacket and puffy scarf, too lazy to take them off. It suddenly hit you in the silence that his roommates, aka Jimin and Namjoon, didn’t seem to be around, and you automatically wondered where they were and why they weren’t coming out to bug and tease you for looking like Rudolph and your obnoxiously loud sniffling. But before you could let your curiosity wander any further, the warmth from your outerwear and the apartment itself laid heavily on your eyelids, beckoning you to drift off into sleep. For some reason, everything was starting to feel fuzzy and a bit too hot for comfort, and you knew then that trying to keep your eyes open was a lost battle for you. The last thing you could remember was the sound of footsteps coming towards you and the soft clink of a mug making contact with the glass of the living room coffee table.

Hoseok had just finished making your favorite, English breakfast tea, when he realized it was too quiet for his liking. Though he was very comfortable and used to enjoying silences with you, he was also used to having random conversations with you about dumb random things, or other interesting topics no one really thought to bring up before. And on a day like this, he was fully expecting you to bicker with him and insist that you weren’t sick, so it was safe to say that the silence was unexpected for him. He carefully carried the steaming mug of tea to the living room only to find the confirmation of his suspicions – you nearly knocked out on the sofa. Your head resting back on the makeshift pillow that was your furry hood, a small smile spread on his face as he watched you slowly fall into unconsciousness, your cheeks still slightly flushed from the cold, eyelids fluttering against the weight of gravity. Setting the mug down on the coffee table, he stealthily took a seat beside you, quietly admiring the way your eyelashes fanned out neatly across your skin, the way small puffs of warm air left your supple parted lips with every breath you took, the pink tint on your cheeks and loose strands of hair slowly cascading over your face. You couldn’t have looked more lovable, all bundled up with your fuzzy gloves still on and your face half buried beneath your scarf as you dozed off into blissful oblivion. If only you knew what you were doing to him.

You woke up with a startle, immediately squinting at the rays of sunlight that peeked through between the blinds. Your head was throbbing slightly, making you instinctively close your eyes again at the annoying, nagging pain. But then it hit you that you were in a bed, and that you had fallen asleep. Opening your eyes again, you looked around and confirmed your thoughts with the sight of a white fluffy comforter covering you. And as you continued to scan your surroundings, something, or rather, someone came into your line of sight.

There lying next to you, merely a dangerous half a foot away, with his head resting on his arm propped up on a pillow was Hoseok, looking so unfairly handsome even while he was sleeping. His side rose and fell with each steady breath as he snuggled deeper into his pillow. Bits of his chestnut brown hair were scattered across his forehead, and he seemed to nearly glow in the hazy sunlight. You felt your jaw drop at his extremely close proximity and immediately covered your mouth with a hand to keep yourself from making any noises and accidentally waking him up. But you had so many questions. What was he doing here? Actually, what were you doing here? What happened yesterday? Frantically, you scanned Hoseok’s gorgeous sleeping features and the room around you in search of answers, when his groggy voice brought you out of your internal panicked frenzy.

“I told you you’d get sick from being out in the cold for too long.” He whispered in his raspy sleep-laden voice, eyes still closed. It was as if he’d read your mind and seen all the questions of panic swirling around in your head. He finally peeked his eyes open at you before rubbing them with the back of his hand, letting out a yawn with a big stretch.

You still couldn’t believe the situation. Although you two were close, you’d always made sure to never get too close, for your own sanity. So to wake up in Hoseok’s bed with no recollection of the prior night’s events was enough to push you to the brink of insanity.

“W-what happened to getting dinner? Where are the guys? Why am I in your room?” Still laying on his side, he stared at you, now fully awake, and smiled before tucking a strand of hair behind your ear, making you freeze on the spot. What was he doing?

“You passed out as soon as we got back from the festival and slept throughout the night like a dead person. Turns out you had a fever so I told the guys to go on without us and stayed back with you. Plus the snow picked up like crazy afterwards, and since you were dead asleep, I figured it’d make sense for you to stay the night.” He looked amused at the situation as he calmly explained everything to you. You nodded slowly. His answers all made sense, but did you have to be here in his room, sleeping next to him as if it all was no big deal? It may have meant nothing to him, but it definitely meant something to you. It was too much for you to handle. The uncomfortableness of it all finally kicked in as you slightly turned away from him, feigning a stretch to make your escape seem as casual as possible.

“Mmm, makes sense. I guess I really do owe you ddukbokki then, huh?” You chuckled awkwardly, the gears in your head turning rapidly, “Thanks for taking care of me. I owe ya big time.” You turned back to face him with the most genuine grin you could conjure up hoping to settle the situation but only to feel every muscle still at what you saw. He was still in the same position on his side, arm propping up his head, but the way he was staring at you now was unlike anything you’d ever seen before. Maybe you were still suffering from a high fever, so maybe this was just a crazy hallucination that was coming with it, but it almost looked as if he was looking at you with… adoration. A breath got lodged in your throat as he wordlessly reached over to cup your cheek with his free hand, lightly stroking the skin there with his thumb.

“Hmm, you’re still pretty warm, but at least your fever went down.” He mumbled, his dark chocolate eyes still glued to yours. His motions didn’t stop as he continued to thumb at your cheek, a smile gracing his beautiful features as he scooted closer to you.

“Hob-ah,” You managed to squeak out when he was merely inches away, using every bit of whatever mental strength you had left to keep yourself from melting into a puddle right then and there, “S-stop. Please, just- just don’t.” With your words, his movements immediately came to a halt as he furrowed his eyebrows, silently asking you why?

You knew you had to tell him. Even if it risked your wonderful friendship, you just couldn’t hold it back any longer. Now was the time.

You drew in a shuddery breath, his eyes watching your every moment, “You can’t do things like this even if they mean nothing to you because… it really affects me. You’re my closest friend and I don’t want to lose this friendship just because of my dumb feelings for you, but you also can’t just do things like this that make it so much harder for me to keep my feelings under control. Warming up my cheeks, sleeping with me in your bed, stroking my face like a lover would – I just like you so much that when you act like this, I don’t know what to do.” You bit your lip, feeling regret and humiliation build from within you, “So I’m sorry if that just made things permanently awkward between us, but I just had to say something.” You immediately casted your gaze downwards at the white comforter, watching as your fingers nervously scraped at the fabric. You couldn’t bear to see or hear his reaction and just wanted to get out as quickly as possible, but as soon as you made a move to roll away from, a strong hand held you there and kept you from leaving. You jolted at his touch and immediately looked up at him, his warm gaze focused on you.

“Stupid, I can’t believe you beat me to it.” Your eyes widened at his words as he pulled you in closer to him, his arm draped around your waist. Hoseok grinned sheepishly at your shocked expression, “I wanted to confess first, but I guess I really screwed up the timing, huh? Man, I suck.”

“W-What?” You were almost positive that you had to have been hearing him wrong. There was no way he liked you back. This was all a dream. There was simply no way that Jung Hoseok could have feelings for you, his closest friend, the dumb to his dumber, his late night ddukboki buddy. There was just no way.

“I was gonna say something closer to Christmas time but here you are, confessing to me looking all adorable and flustered like this and totally ruining all my chances to tell you how I feel first.” He sighed dramatically, only to break out into a playful grin as he pulled you even closer to him, his fingers lazily tracing shapeless patterns on your clothed back. Each touch sent a wave of shivers down your back, and heat surged to your cheeks when you noticed him trying to hold back a laugh at your overall reaction. It wasn’t you fault that you weren’t used to hearing him call you things like “adorable” and touching you in such a loving way.

You shook the nerves away and backed up a little bit so you could see his face properly, scanning his expression carefully to search for any signs that all of this was some sort of a sick joke he was pulling on you. “Jung Hoseok,” You say warningly, “If you’re joking, I swear to God I’m gonna make sure you don’t live to celebrate this Christmas.”

His eyes widened with feigned shock, “That’s coming up awfully soon. Damn, I knew I should’ve waited to tell you this.”

“Hob-ah!” You raised your voice, slapping at his chest to hide your quickening heart rate upon hearing his pleasantly deep morning laughter in your ears.

“All joking aside, love.” Hoseok said with one last trailing chuckle, leaning in to nip your nose with his, “I was being dead serious. How could I not be when the most beautiful girl in the world is staring at me right now, saying the words I’ve so desperately wanted to hear for the past 2 years?”

And you could tell he was being honest. His eyes gave it all away, twinkling so brightly as they stared directly into yours. You figured you must’ve looked the same way he looked at this moment – blissfully awestruck, except your cheeks were probably much redder than his, and he probably looked way less flustered than you. But with the way he so lovingly gazed at you, you were beginning to embrace the fact that he was this happy because of you. This was all, in fact, a reality.

You didn’t think you could get any happier in this moment until he snuggled up closer to you, the warmth from his body radiating onto yours. Nuzzling his lips beside your ear, he whispered, “I just like you so much that when you act like this, I don’t know what to do.” Realizing he was mocking you with your very own words, you playfully elbowed him in the stomach with a “hey!” and he just laughed and laughed and laughed, his bliss glowing in his smile so evidently. He buried his face into the crook of your neck once again, and said the very words you had been dying to hear for so long.

“Please put me out of my misery and date me, Sneezy. Please be mine.”

At this point, you couldn’t hold back the stupid grin on your face that stretched from ear to ear. You couldn’t help but push all the embarrassment aside and instinctively wrap your arms around his neck to close any space left between the two of you. This was finally happening, and you’d be a liar to say this wasn’t the happiest moment of your life.

“Hmm,” You pretended to contemplate, still smiling like an idiot, “Maybe I’ll decide after I’ve had some breakfast. I skipped dinner last night, you know. And I’m sick.” Backing up to narrow his eyes at you in disbelief, Hoseok scoffed as he pulled you even closer to him, pressing your cheek against his chest.

“So you finally admit that you’re sick.”

Your eyes widened with the horror of realization as you craned your neck upwards to look at him, “No, okay no that’s not exactly what I meant—”

“I’ll make you all the breakfast you want later. Just 5 more minutes.” He mumbled into your skin, his voice full of mischief and playfulness.

“We both know that’s gonna end up being another hour or two, Hob-ah. I’m hungry.” You retorted with a pout, but you both knew better who had won this and that breakfast could certainly wait.

“Later.” He said firmly to seal the deal, squeezing you so tightly against him, you joked that you couldn’t breathe, but secretly you reveled in the feeling of your bodies so close to one another, nearly melded into one. As if he heard your smile in the comfortable silence surrounding you both, you felt his laughter rumble against his chest and your ear as he placed a soft kiss to your temple before resting his chin on the crown of your head.

“For now, just be lazy with me. I don’t want this moment to end.”

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