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wikiangela · 6 months ago

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when I say I love your mind (I wanna steal your heart)

huge thank you to @evansboyfriend and @beefcakekinard for alllll the help, you're the best <3

prompt: Halloween - couples costumes rated: G tags: fluff, established relationship word count: 1.8k

[also on ao3]

“So maybe vampires? Classic.” Buck suggests, hoping they’ll finally settle on something. But one look at Tommy’s face tells him it’s another no.

“I don’t know. It’s kinda basic.” His boyfriend says, and, okay, Buck can see that.

“Yeah, okay.” Buck hums, taking a second to come up with something else, as he and Tommy walk through the park, taking the long way to Tommy’s car. It’s a late evening, the moon illuminating their path, Tommy’s hand warm in his. They’re just finishing up date night, and at the end of their dinner the subject of Halloween was brought up – which is what they’ve been on for the last fifteen minutes. “So I guess ghosts or zombies or, I don’t know, clowns or pirates are also a no?”

“Uh, they might be a maybe?” Tommy shrugs, but clearly he’s not very into it.

“What about superheroes? Ooh, you could be Superman. You kinda look like him anyway.” He says, bringing their clasped hands to kiss Tommy’s knuckles. “My own personal hero.” He whispers, and Tommy laughs. Buck’s sure if it wasn’t dark, he’d see a faint blush in his cheeks.

“And what would that make you, Wonder Woman?” There’s a skeptical but amused tone in his voice.

“Maybe.” He shrugs and Tommy doesn’t even need to say anything for Buck to know he’s not a fan. “Okay, so Batman and Robin.”

“Hm, that’s one to think about.” Tommy responds. Buck takes that as a win, but they could do something more fun.

“Luke and Leia.” He says just because maybe Star Wars will be something to agree on – though, on the other hand, that might just spiral into another disagreement they’ve had before about those movies in general, so maybe better to leave it alone. Buck loves Tommy so much, but his Star Wars opinions are… not good. He can look past that, though. No one can be perfect.

“They’re siblings. We’re not doing a sibling couples’ costume, Evan.” He says decisively, shaking his head. Bossy, for someone who can’t decide on a costume. Buck rolls his eyes, kinda fond but kinda annoyed.

“So Leia and Han Solo. Oh, or Han and Luke? To put a bit of a spin on it?”

“Uh-” Tommy makes a face – to his credit, he does try to hide it – and Buck sighs in frustration. He doesn’t even want to hear the reason for the no. He pauses, trying to think of something else, the silence always pleasant between them. Whether they talk for hours, or are silent together, in Tommy’s company every second is the most comfortable and enjoyable. Buck just feels like he can be fully himself, and lean into his silliest side.

“We could be Venom and Eddie Brock.” He says, mostly joking, the image that popped into his head so ridiculous he laughs.

“Hm. And how would that work, exactly? One of us in regular clothes and the other in costume as Venom?”

“Yeah. You as Eddie, and I dressed in all black, on your back.” He gives Tommy a shit-eating grin when he glances at him disbelievingly. “You know, like when Venom pops out of Eddie’s back?”

“And, what, I’d carry you on my back the whole night?” He laughs, but Buck just nods. “Sweetheart, I’m strong, but I’m not that strong. Best I could do is a few minutes.” He sounds almost apologetic, and Buck needs to kiss him about it, so he presses a quick kiss to his lips, stopping them briefly.

“I know, I’m kidding.” He whispers, resuming walking. “Would be cool, though.”

“It would.” Tommy admits. Silence falls over them again, as the gears in Buck’s brain keep turning, going through every movie he can remember ever seeing, or any fun and cool couples they could realistically dress up as.

“Beauty and the Beast? I could do a yellow suit. And you can be my Beast.” Buck leans closer to Tommy, his chin brushing Tommy’s shoulder as they walk, almost at the car now. He whispers, “You already are.”

“That’s a leap from Venom.” A laugh escapes Tommy. “I don’t know. It’d be cute, but I thought you wanted scary.”

“True. We could make it scary.” He says, but then another idea pops into his head. “Oh, how about the Addams family? You know, to keep the spooky vibe.” Buck bumps his shoulder into Tommy’s.

“Well, I do love the Addams family.” Tommy nods. “Who exactly, though?”

“The best couple ever, of course. Morticia and Gomez.” He says, and watches Tommy’s face for his reaction. “And you hate it.” He sighs, and rolls his eyes, starting to get a tiny bit annoyed. It’s like the fiftieth costume he suggested, Tommy has to like something.

“No, I love it, really, but, you know, if we’re doing a couple, maybe it could be a gay couple instead?” Tommy suggests, pulling Buck a little closer to him. Well, that was the idea at first, before Buck spiraled where he is now, because someone kept shutting down his ideas. At least now he gets why some of those were a no from Tommy, because Buck thinks some were really fun.

“Yeah, sure. If we could agree on any.” He shoots Tommy a pointed look.

“Okay, any other ideas?” Tommy asks, a hint of fond amusement on his face. It’s not funny, though, they need to figure it out quickly, Halloween is right around the corner.

“Salt and pepper shakers.” He throws out. “Or ketchup and mustard.”

“Are you serious?” Tommy raises his eyebrow, giving him his signature ‘Evan’ look, version exasperated. Buck just shrugs, trying to hide a smile, the thought of his boyfriend having specific smiles and looks reserved for him making his heart swell.

“I’m running out of ideas, Tommy. Oh!” He exclaims, a new random idea popping into his head. “Tom and Jerry! Get it?” He grins, looks at his boyfriend expectantly, and sees a tired but very fond and amused smile. “Tom-my.” He drags out the first syllable, just to get his point across.

“Yeah, baby, I get it. You’re adorable, but no.” He says, and then chuckles when Buck pouts.

“How about the emotions from Inside Out?” He grumbles, the movie popping into his head randomly – probably because he and Tommy watched it with Jee on their latest babysitting duty. They did a whole Pixar marathon. “You can be boredom.”

“Oh, really?” Tommy gives him one of his looks, and, damn, Buck almost melts under his gaze, even when he’s annoyed with him. He loves him so fucking much. “You calling me boring?” He tugs at Buck’s hand, stopping them and bringing him closer, so they’re face to face, his hands settling on Buck’s hips, Buck’s landing on his huge arms, now covered by a jacket. There’s an amused smirk on Tommy’s face. “I thought I was cool?”

“Nah, you’re not. You hide it well, but I know now that you’re just a huge dork. And very, very boring.” Buck teases, trying and failing to say it with a straight face, a smile breaking through. “And I love you anyway.”

“I love you, too, Evan.” Tommy says, his smile forming into that fond, loving ‘Evan’ smile that Buck can never resist kissing off. So he does. He kisses Tommy once, twice, the kisses soft and chaste, both smiling into each other’s lips. He’s about to go in for a third, intending on deepening it, but Tommy pulls away, face a bit more serious. “I’m sorry.”

“What for?” Buck frowns, not wanting or needing any apologies, genuinely wondering if he missed anything.

“For being such a pain about this whole costume thing.” Tommy explains, and Buck wants to laugh. Yeah, okay, he was a little annoyed, but it’s just a little teasing, bickering, about Halloween costumes of all things. He can take the most ridiculous things seriously, but this? Nothing to get overly upset about. He’s about to say all that, but then Tommy continues, “I don’t know, maybe Halloween is just not my thing. I’ve never really been too into it.” He shrugs, a flicker of something wistful crossing his face, but it’s gone too quickly to decipher. “But it matters to you, and I love you, and I want you to be happy. So, I’m done being a party pooper, let’s do a costume. Next idea, no complaints, I promise. Whatever you want.” He says so sincerely, but there’s a hint of a ‘I hope I’m not gonna regret this’ in his eyes. Buck grins, a random, brand new idea showing up.

“Woody and Buzz? From Toy Story.” he clarifies, as if that wasn’t obvious – and clearly it was, from the look he gets. “What? You said gay couple.”

“I don’t think they were. And I thought you wanted scary- but fine, okay.” Tommy sighs, that fond look back on his face. “I said whatever you want. You wanna be the cowboy or the astronaut?”

“Hm.” Buck takes a second to think – and realizes that, actually, there’s an even better, easier idea. “Or we could just be cowboys.” He shrugs, and then he can feel his eyes go wide as the full picture pops into place.

“Zombie cowboys.” He says, at the same time as Tommy, though Tommy’s sounds more like a question.

“You know me so well.” Buck beams, leaning in for another kiss. “Let’s be scary cowboy zombies. See, was that so hard?”

“You’re the one with a thousand ideas for a second. I didn’t even say no to everything at first, you just went through so many it was hard to keep up. I’m pretty sure you said cowboy back at the restaurant, too, and I didn’t even get a chance to say anything.” Tommy points out, pulling away from Buck, grabbing his hand again and starting to walk, his truck already visible in the distance.

“Not my fault my brain works like that.” Buck says mock-defensively.

“I know, honey, I love your wonderful brain.” Tommy smiles, lets go of Buck’s hand to wrap his arm around his waist, presses a quick kiss to his cheek. “And I love you, my silly zombie cowboy.”

“Halloween is gonna be so much fun.” Buck is smiling widely, excited like a kid for his first Christmas – or, his first Halloween, more like. It’s seemingly no big deal, but also it’s his first Halloween with Tommy, and he’s excited – he’s excited for all the firsts with Tommy. He can’t wait to do everything and anything with him. “Are you gonna come by the station?”

“Of course, if I can. Gotta see how scary you’re gonna make it.”

“Wanna bet I can scare you?” He asks, just as they near the car.

“In the haunted house for children?” Tommy raises his eyebrows. “Sure, you can try. What are we betting on?”

“I have a few ideas.” Buck grins wickedly, crowding Tommy against the car.

“Oh, really? Well, I’m all ears.” Tommy grins, his arms wrapping around Buck’s neck, pulling him closer. Buck smiles into Tommy’s lips, kissing him, quick but lingering.

“Well, why don’t we go home and I can show you what I have in mind?”

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hawkinshorror94 · 5 months ago

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Headcannons for a Tav who exhausted after a day of staying home with the kids

(If you guys like these I'd like to make a second one with Wyll, Karlach, Zevlor, and Rolan.)

AN- Happy Birthday to me! I am highly intoxicated while posting this so sorry if it sucks ASS.

Minthara

-”My dear, why are our children making so much noise? I cannot hear myself think.”

-Finds you in absolute shambles over two unruly toddlers, one is crying because you gave her what he asked for and the other is practically hanging from the curtains.

-”In Menzoberranzan, a mother kills children who are bad, but I have grown quite fond of them and would hate for our children to meet an untimely demise at the end of a silver sword.”

-Though you want to chide Minthara for threatening to kill the kids as a punishment it works, but you’ll definitely have to talk about it with her later

Gale

-“Why are you crying, are you alright, is she alright?” *Gale panic*

-Finds you in bed crying because of some awful postpartum.

-”My mother has been wanting to see her, I’ll bring her over there for a bit. You rest, you bathe, I’ll bring home food. I’ve got her. I’ve got you.”

-Gale bundles her up and makes sure you have everything that you need before he goes. When he comes back, he brings too many gifts from his mother and food for you. And of course, your favorite sweet treat.

Astarion

-“Are there gremishkas loose in our home?”

-Astarion wakes from trance around sundown to find you crying over a fussy teething dhampir and an equally whiny toddler who didn’t have a nap.

-”Do you think we should go to the night market, little one? And I think your baby brother would also appreciate the night air as well” *Astarion with a baby bundled to his chest (with a sling) so he can always have a free hand in my guilty pleasure*

-When he comes back with both kids settled, he puts you to bed to rub your feet and tell you how much he appreciates you creating two miracles after he’s had such a miserable life.

Shadowheart

-”Come on boys, you can help mummy on the farm this afternoon.”

-Shadowheart wasn’t blind to your snippy tone with her and she also wasn’t blind to the problem either. 2 over ecstatic boys who were just over the moon that school was out for the summer.

-”Tomorrow you all can help me tend to the plants and animals all day. Does that sound fun?”

-Shadowheart will smother you in kisses that night after you’re finally a little less overstimulated, if you ask maybe she’ll do some of those Sharran torture tactics on you after the boys are tucked in of course.

Halsin

-”They are children, my heart. They are untamed beasts.”

-Halsin will laugh and kiss your forehead as if you’re the silliest of geese, but he’ll still take out all of the adopted children, just to give you a much needed break.

-The kids come back with every rock, flower, and stick that made them think of you. Each one of them telling you of the adventures daddy Halsin had taken them on that day.

-”It is my job as your husband to care for the children as well, my heart. Just tell me if you need a break.”

Lae’zel

-“Xan, your mother is the liberator of our people and you’re treating her like any common istik.”

- Lae’zel takes the overzealous boy out to run him through some drills. When he comes back inside he’s tired and remembers why you’re his favorite parent.

-”I told him we don’t make women cry. Especially our mothers and then I made him do twenty sword swings.”

-Xan doesn’t like swords so he will definitely not be acting a fool like that again.

-*I wasn’t really sure what to do with Lae’zel because I didn’t raise the egg with her. We did hot lesbian gith and bard stuff And by stuff, I mean fighting Vlaakith’s warriors.

#baldur's gate 3 x reader #astarion x female tav #astarion x reader #tav x gale #tav x halsin #tav x lae’zel #tav x minthara #tav x shadowheart

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nobodysnowhere · 2 months ago

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Late-night carpet ride

A How-To guide to giving poor Jamil a heart attack

Summary: A late-night carpet ride with our favorite sunshine

Cast: Kalim, gn reader

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You find yourself surrounded by trees, their long branches seemingly reaching out to you.

‘Another dream?’

You continue walking, trying to find whatever this dream is trying to show you. Until you hear a girl scream.

You hurriedly rush over only to find a frightened girl and a Huntsman that’s kneeling in front of her begging for forgiveness.

‘Haven’t I seen this one once before?’

Despite that, you continue watching the scene unfold, having learned a while ago that trying to interact with anything here won’t have any effect.

The Huntsman tells the girl to hide somewhere far away because someone is incredibly jealous of her and will stop at nothing to get her out of the way.

The dream pivots towards the Witch that’s drinking a potion, to change her appearance.

And then you wake up.

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You drowsily rub your eyes. You look towards the window and see that it’s still the middle of the night. A sigh escapes you as you reach for your phone, four more hours until you need to wake up

You kick your legs off the bed, mindful to not rouse the still sleeping Grim, not wanting to deal with a tired and grumpy dire beast.

The floors of Ramshackle are old and creak with every step, by now though you’ve learned which ones to avoid to not get any unwanted attention.

The last times you were too loud while getting a glass of water in the night you either woke up Jamil, who was ready to send you flying with a spell if he hadn’t noticed who was before him, or Rook who had the silliest old man sleepwear you could have imagined.

Safe to say you’ve learned your lesson and are now more mindful while going out into the kitchen at night.

As you walk up to the Kitchen you see a small light coming from inside.

You cautiously approach, wondering which of your friends decided to get a midnight snack, or more likely a glass of water. Everyone learned that last time a certain three someone tried to do that.

Turns out though it was Kalim. He doesn’t seem to have noticed you yet, so you softly knock on the doorframe to get his attention.

He flinches at the action, behaving like a child that was caught with their hand in the cookie jar.

“Oh, it’s just you. For a second I thought you were going to be Jamil.” Kalim says after he lets out a sigh of relief, letting the tension leave his body.

“He might still show up if we’re not careful.” you replied matter-of-factly.

“Good call. What brings you to the kitchen this late in the evening? Or would early be a better way to describe this?“ he asks tilting his head, while mumbling the last bit to himself.

“Oh… uhh I just woke up, Grim‘s talking in his sleep and was moving around a bunch so he woke me up.“ you decide to not tell him about the weird dreams, that would be a lot to unpack as well as something you don’t want to burden Kalim with.

The thought of those dreams scares you. You know those dreams about the great seven only appear if an Overblot was about to happen, and because these dreams were about the Fairest Queen, you could already guess who would be the one to Overblot this time, and you don’t feel ready to confront that reality yet.

Kalim looks at you as if expecting you to say more, after having been left to wait while you remembered those dreams and their implications.

“Why are you out this late?“ you skillfully bridge the gap after your pause.

“Ahh! Well… as the competition comes closer I feel more and more pressure to perform to the best of my ability, and I guess those jitters kept me awake tonight.“ he lets out a light-hearted chuckle as he rubs the back of his head.

“That’s understandable, but you need to properly rest if you want to perform to your fullest potential.“

“I know. The others just make it look so easy.“ he shakes his frustrations off and smiles at you. “They’re really cool right?”

“You guys sure are.” you give him an encouraging smile. “We should probably head back to bed if we don’t want to get lectured.”

Kalim nods in agreement, you grab yourself a glass of water before the two of you head back up to your rooms.

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Back alone in your room you lie back down in your bed -or tried to-, as a still-sleeping Grim had decided it would be a great idea if he took up a third of the bed.

You gently move him towards the armchair, careful to not wake him. As you move him there he suddenly starts moving, worried that you woke him up you freeze, just to find out that he was settling himself in this new position, before continuing to sleep soundly.

You make yourself comfortable in bed, only to realize that you can’t seem to fall back asleep. You toss and turn, but nothing seems to work.

You start making peace with the fact that you won’t be sleeping any time soon until you hear a knock from your window. The same window that is on the second floor of the building.

Confused you climb out of bed and open the curtain to look who or what could be knocking on your window.

As the curtain gets pulled to the side you realize that it’s Kalim, sitting on his magic carpet.

He excitedly waves at you and motions for you to open the window. You do as you give him an inquisitive smile, letting the chilly air into the room. “What are you still doing up? I thought you wanted to sleep?”

“The same as you, I’d say. I came to ask if you’d like to join me for a late-night carpet ride?” he smiles brightly as he reaches out his hand to you.

“For how long do you plan on staying outside? Have you left a note in case Jamil decides to check up on you while we’re out?” you rightfully inquire before taking his hand.

He hesitates for a moment, seemingly trying to remember if he did put up a note. “Yes, I’m pretty sure I did. So? What do you say?”

You observe that he’s still in his pajamas, so before you step onto the carpet, you reach for the blanket from the armchair and climb out of the window with his help.

He holds your hand tightly as you step onto the carpet, to make sure you don’t accidentally fall off.

As you sit down beside him, he begins to skillfully maneuver the carpet to fly away from Ramshackle.

As you sit beside him you begin to notice the chill of the night air. You decide to drape the blanket over the both of you, but it isn’t as big as you thought it was, so you have to lean in closer to him to get the most out of the small blanket.

Kalim looks at you surprised, before giving you a bright smile. “Thanks! You really thought of everything.” he says chuckling, the tips of his ears turning red.

“It’s no problem. Wouldn’t want you catching a cold so close to the competition.” you answer him with a smile of your own.

He turns back to maneuver the carpet, flying all around the school campus and the surrounding area.

You take the time to get a closer look at him. The moon is illuminating his white hair, letting his smile shine so much brighter because of it.

You can feel the blush creeping up your cheeks, feeling awkward after having stared at him for a while for no apparent reason you decide to divert your attention toward the sky.

You don’t recognize any of the stars in the sky. No North Star guiding you the way or even the Big Dipper. None of those exist here. Another painful reminder that you don’t belong here, you don’t even know the most basic facts of this world.

Kalim seems to notice your distress, as he bumps his shoulder against yours. “Do you recognize any of these constellations?”

You avert your eyes, looking towards the ground below before shaking your head.

Kalim slows the carpet to a halt. “Would you like me to point some out for you? I’m not the best at astronomy but I know the most important ones!”

You take a close look at him, he seems unsure, but willing to try to make you feel better. You give him an appreciative nod, before lying down on your back, to better look up.

Kalim soon follows suit. He starts out a little unsure, but as he goes on he gets more and more confident about his knowledge.

You comfortably listen to him letting his voice and the soft swaying of the carpet lull you to sleep.

It takes Kalim a moment to realize that you have fallen asleep, but once he does he begins to feel the pull of sleep get to him as well.

So he quickly flies the carpet back towards Ramshackle. He steps back into your bedroom through the window.

He gently places you onto the bed, as he turns to leave for his own room, he feels a tug at his sleeve.

Your delirious and more than half-asleep self pulls at the clothing piece to get him to join you in bed.

After a bit of hesitation, he lies down beside you, with a respectable distance between the two of you, he takes the hand that was holding his sleeve into his own while giving you a bright smile.

You give a satisfied smile of your own before finally falling asleep, soon joined by Kalim, who keeps your hand in his the entire night.

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By morning you are woken up by a frantic Jamil, who couldn’t seem to find Kalim.

He seemingly did forget to place that note, explaining where he’d be.

#twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #twisted wonderland x you #kalim al asim x reader #kalim x reader #gn reader

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