#patch 6 kisses are absolutely amazing ��� I can’t wait to do all of them now that se works

[cheekylittlepupp]

Let’s kiss as if it’s our last ~

[myrandom-fandomlife]

Jatp

Alive!Luke x Alive!reader

Reader and Luke are dating but reader’s parents disapprove of him being in a band. So one night reader sneaks him into her bedroom and things get steamy/smutty

Ladies and gentlemen are you ready for a cabinet meeting the first (sorta) smut fic of this fandom huh

K here it is under the cut because it’s kinda a lot, lmk if you like!

Warnings: cursing, kind smut, needy Luke, horny Luke, fluffy Luke, friends to lovers, angst, bed sharing, morning wood, accidental spooning, lowkey cringe, all the goods

Word count: 1,536

You sighed, realizing you forgot your phone in Julie’s garage when you were already halfway to your house. Turning around, you retrace your steps and head back to the rehearsal area. You were there for your best friend, Luke, and his band’s rehearsal that day. You ended up sitting in on a lot of them because you loved watching the band play, they were amazing. Luke, most of all. He has a fire when he sings, and it’s probably the most attractive thing you have ever seen. 

You finally arrive back at the rehearsal spot, walking through the door and breathing in the familiar scent of Julie’s Bath and Body candles and a mix of the boys’ colognes. 

When you walked through the door, you weren’t expecting to see Luke softly strumming his acoustic on the couch. There’s a notebook in front of him, and he’s frantically writing what you assume are lyrics. He looks up when he hears you walk in, “Oh, h- hey.” He says quietly, and you immediately know that something is wrong. 

“Are you okay?” You ask, knowing you’re not going to get an answer at first. You find your phone on the coffee table, pocket it, and sit down next to him. 

“Yeah. Fine.” You see him write down another note in his song book in front of him, a song titled ‘Unsaid Emily’ and you know it’s about his mom.

“Luke,” you look at him with knowing eyes, hoping he will just let you in. 

“I-” his voice cracks, “I got into a fight with my mom about the band again, and I don’t know if they want me there anymore.” 

His eyes fill with tears, and you pull him into you. His face is buried in your shoulder, tears falling freely now. You sit there in silence for a while, letting him cry and holding him. 

When the tears have slowed to a stop he sits up off you with a watery smile, “Thank you, and I’m sorry for ruining your shirt,” he laughs a little.

“There’s your smile,” you grin because he’s just so pretty. “We’ll sort things out with your parents, I promise, okay? In the meantime, you can stay with me.”

His face goes red, “L-like in your room?” 

“Well yeah, my bed is pretty big and I can’t have you sleeping on this old couch” You laugh, feeling heat crawl up your neck because did you really just tell Luke Patterson to sleep in your bed?

“You want me to sleep with you?” His face gets even redder- which you didn’t think was possible- and he immediately retracts that, “N-not that I don’t want to sleep with you, I do, but not like that, not that I wouldn’t sleep with you-” 

“Luke,” you cut him off feeling more heat rise to your cheeks at his words, “if you’re that concerned, I will sleep on the floor.” 

“No!” You jump at his small outburst, “I mean, I’m not making you sleep on the floor in your own house.”

“Great, then it’s settled. We sleep in my bed. But, you can’t be seen by my parents.” 

“I’ve gotten great at sneaking around parents, how do you think I change clothes?” 

You snort and grab his hand, pulling him off the couch. “C’mon dork, it’s almost 11, and I need to be home by 11:30.”

On the walk home you discuss how he can sneak home and grab a bag of clothes to keep at your house. 

~~~~

The first week of him staying goes well, just a lot of blushing and awkward comments. Nothing that can’t be survived. 

It’s on Thursday of the next week that you wake up to notice two things. You are completely wrapped in Luke’s arms, which is definitely NOT how you fell asleep. And, there‘s a poke at your back that you don’t think is one of Alex’s drum sticks. A shiver goes down your spine and you feel your body heat up a little at the thought. Your alarm goes off about two minutes later, waking Luke. 

He groggily opens his eyes, “Oh, hey there princess,” he smirks at your scowl in response to the nickname he started calling you when he learned that you needed at least 6 pillows to sleep. 

He doesn’t seem to register your position or his situation for another minute. You can pinpoint the exact moment it hits him because his eyes go wide and he jumps so hard he falls off of your bed. 

You start to laugh at his antics, when your mom knocks on your door, “Everything okay in there sweetie?” You hear her call.

“Yeah, yeah. I just tripped,” you huff out a laugh and she seems to buy it because you hear her retreating footsteps. 

“So, uhm,” Luke clears his throat.

“I’m gonna go get ready,” you cut him off, grabbing some clothes quickly and heading for the bathroom across the hall. 

It’s not until you reach the bathroom and you’re halfway through getting dressed that you realized you grabbed Luke’s Sunset Curve shirt by mistake. You decide to make the most of it, tying it up so it’s not so big on you and leaves a small patch of skin showing between the top of your ripped jeans and the bottom of the t-shirt. 

You walk back into your room, and Luke is sitting on your bed, waiting. Your mom and dad have left for work by now, so he wasn’t worried about being caught. 

When you enter, he looks up and his mouth drops open. His eyes trail up your body, stopping at the exposed skin on your stomach, then up to your eyes. His face is red as a cherry, yours most likely matching. He clears his throat, “Is tha- is that my shirt?” 

You meet his eyes, darker than usual, “Yeah, I hope that’s okay. I accidentally grabbed it and didn’t have time to come back and find another.” 

“No, no. It’s completely fine.” He can’t take his eyes off you all day, and his face keeps looking like his brain short circuited whenever he sees you. According to Julie, at least. 

~~~~

That night, you decide to just untie his shirt and wear it with shorts as pajamas, hair in a messy bun. Luke crawls through your window while you’re doing homework and when he sees you his jaw literally drops again, “Holy shit.”

“What now, Luke?” You sigh, trying to get some of your calculus done. You haven’t been able to focus lately, head full of fantasies with a certain messy-headed, puppy-eyed, brunette. 

Something in him snaps because grabs your books and sets them on the ground with a surprising amount of care. He gets on your bed, arms on either side of you. 

“You really don’t know what you’re doing to me? God, Y/N, you’re driving me crazy. First you invite me to stay in your bed with you, which is so sweet of you. But then you go and prance around in tiny shorts and a tank top every night. Then this morning you walk in here wearing my shirt and think I’m not going to get turned on? Especially when I’ve been in love with you, basically since middle school. Then this? You might not know it, but you’ve been teasing me since the second you got here. So please, please let me kiss you because I don’t think I can go another second when you look like that.” 

You blink, trying to take in his speech, “Wait, like what?” You question, still feeling insecure. 

“Like an absolute angel, with my shirt on and tiny shorts, and your hair pulled up like that. Oh my god, you’re so gorgeous.” 

Your breath hitches for a second, realizing everything he just said. Then you grab him by the neck of his shirt and kiss him hard. 

He enthusiastically kisses back. You lay back on the bed and he follows, arms on either side of your head. 

He starts kissing down your neck, and you moan, grateful for your parents being out tonight. 

“Luke, no marks please.”

He leans back and smiles at you, “Too late for that one, princess.” Then goes to make another, before you pull him up a little so you can at least give him a hickey too.

His breath speeds up and you smile wickedly, “Now we‘re even.”

He pulls you back to his lips and starts pretty much attacking your mouth, biting your bottom lip occasionally. You pull back again, only to kiss under his ear, hand sliding under his shirt to splay across his toned stomach. His hips buck into yours in reaction, gasping at the feeling. 

You mirror his movement, making him groan, “You’re gonna be the death of me.” 

Both of your hips are rolling against each other, and you pull his face back down to yours, kissing his swollen lips again. 

Your hands move to the top of his jeans and he pulls away from your mouth again, “Are you sure you want to do this?” 

“Absolutely,” you smile at the boy in front of you, “Oh, and, I’m in love with you too.”

tags (everyone who responded to my post about this request or I think would want to be tagged): @lukessimp @thatfandomgirl14 @lukes-orange-beanie @spiidergirlsworld @charminggirl-cs @peresphoncs @lovesanimals @hoodpankow @midnightmagicmusings

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Ask Answers: January 28th, 2021 (Part 2)

Here we’ve got asks that aren’t to ask a question but are just really nice messages. Thank you all for sending us such kind comments ;v;. It’s seriously heartwarming to see so many people having good experiences with the game. I don’t even know what to say to such sweet responses.

We’ll keep doing our best and thank you again to each and every one of you for giving Our Life a chance ❤!

Hello! I've been following this account and have been following the development of 'Our Life' for a few months now, and I just wanted to say thank you for all your hard work and dedication you have put into the game. It astonishes me how much choice you have during the sequence of Our Life and am excited to play the full version now, I am downloading it as I write this message. I've had a great time seeing the demo transition into to the full game and just wanted to write two words. Thank you.

Anhhhhffbgdfbhujk!!! Congratulations on the release, I’m playing the game right now! Thank you all for your hard work and I can’t wait for the Step 3 DLC to come out, I’ll probably wait for the Step 3 DLC to come out to experience everything, but until then, I still have a lot to play. Thank you once again!

finished my first playthrough just now. it just felt so wholesome ??? 100/10 would do it again. i laughed. i cried. i got angry. i felt second-hand embrassment— i got so into it i was left in literal tears after getting my first ending. the art, the storyline, the music, and COVE HOLDEN– UGH IT WAS LITERAL PERFECTION ❤ THE WAIT WAS WORTH IT. THANK YOU FOR MAKING SUCH AN AMAZING GAME 🥺😭 this made my 2020 better, i can't wait for step 4 in 2021 ❤❤

So I was following you guys on itchio for years and uhh did I stay up til 6 am on a school night to finish the game? Yes. Did I sob my eyes out during step 3 as a 20 year old having doubts about life and adulthood? Absolutely. I can't form proper sentences right now due to lack of sleep but just wanted to say thank you for making it. I honestly feel lighter and I feel like it changed my views on future to be more optimistic... I can't wait to replay it! Thanks again!

I love how Our Life turned out!! I keep replaying it and can't stop squeaking and giggling!! Thank You for creating it ♥

okay i have actually fallen in love with cove and cannot WAIT to marry him 😭

Hi! I played through 'Our Life' yesterday and  I just wanna say how refreshing it was to be able to have Cove be 'high initiative' and also have so many opportunities to initiate affection from the player character! As a pretty flirtatious/affectionate person myself, I notice that a lot of VNs don't give players that agency, and affection can be kinda 'carrot on a stick' if that makes sense. You guys did an awesome job! I look forward to seeing if there are more of those moments in Step 3 & 4 :)

I have to say I was pleasantly surprised by the option to choose Cove's level of initiative in step 3! As much I love the option to choose I personally enjoy have the romanced character take the lead without my input so when I got to step 3 and had to option to make it so that Cove initiated affection without as much input from me I was really happy! You guys seriously added so much freedom in terms of choices, it's almost baffling that the only thing you have to pay for is optional DLC!

I absolutely loved everything about the game and I really want congratulate the team for making the game such a satisfying experience.

I look forward to step 4

❤️❤️❤️❤️

* and sorry for my bad English

Just finished my first play through and I loved it! I've been looking forward to the game and it definitely was worth the wait. Thank you all for your hard work and can't wait for the extra dlc!

Till then, hope you guys gets some well deserved rest🤗

Love you guys, thank you so much for your hard work. :)

Ok, so I just finished Our Life and, wow. I have never cried at a video game before, ever. Thank you so, so much! Its one of my favorites.

this isn't a question, but i just wanted to say how much i enjoyed our life 🥺 i've been patiently looking forward to the full game for a few months now, and i couldn't be happier with it! i've only played through it once so far but the outcomes of the choices i made were all so soft and wholesome 💗 i can tell that everyone who was involved really worked hard and you all did an incredible job! i can't wait to see what else is in store 👍

i’d just like to say how addictive our life is!!! i constantly played it during quarantine and now playing the full release is so amazing to me!! i love that i’m still discovering dialogue bits with different personalities and actions!!! i have to admit that i’ve been wishing the day to pass faster all day during school so i could go home and play again. mentally i’m not the healthiest and our life being released has boosted it up so much, thank you for creating such an amazing game!!!!!

Hey, I just wanna say I played our life two times and it still give me the same feelings. I was really looking forward to this game before it came out and I kept on replaying the demo. This game is such an amazing experience and I feel so happy playing it. I am not really a person good with words unfortunately but I do honestly love this more than anything in the world. Thank you for making it and I hope that you will continue to make more games like our life. This game really makes me happy and I can't thank you enough

Just wanted to say that Our Life really made me feel seen as an 18 year old trans man who's been struggling with change as of late and I can't thank you guys enough for it. I just finished the main story and currently released DLC's and gosh, I can really only say... woah. Just, woah. The messages are somehow exactly what I needed to hear right now, and they brought me a lot of comfort in this really weird and confusing time in my life. Can't wait to see what comes next in this lovely story <3

I am honestly in love with Our Life. The graphics, the soundtrack its just *chef's kiss* It was so worth the wait for it. I can't wait for step 4. Keep up the good work GB Patch!

good people i have just finished Our Life and let me say, it was beautiful. rarely have such non-fantastical moments (and even some fantastical moments) brought me to tears like this game has, and i don't even have the dlc (yet). i don't know how you did it but it felt like i was playing a slice of life anime. i had waited with baited breath to play this since i played the demo and my expectations were not just met but surpassed. from the bottom of my heart thank you for this game

I found the game by chance and I am so so glad I did. It’s so inclusive and made me feel so incredibly seen. Seeing that my gender identity and sexuality were possible just meant the absolute world to me. I’ve never seen something like this and it just made me so incredibly happy. Thank you for the absolutely amazing game and I can’t wait to see what’s next.

Hello! I downloaded Our life earlier this week and I'm only now getting the chance to play it (Very busy and stressful week) I'm so excited to play and I wanna say thank you for making this adorable game!

I just finished my first playthrough of Our Life and I can't even express how much I love it. Cove is absolutely precious and has killed me several times, and the art and soundtrack is beautiful. I love all the small different choices. I'm very interested in the Derek and Baxter DLCs and the rest, can't wait!!!!!!

thank you for "Our Life Beginnings & Always" it has to be one of the best visual novels i ever have played and i just dont want it to end (i know it will, but damn it! i want to have a wedding night, have children and die of old age with cole! XD) when i play it it always makes me tear up (in a good way) and i am most definetly going to buy all the dlc that you make! thank you for this lovely game and all the work that went into it! (ps: i also loved "lake of voices" )

You guys are incredibly talented and im very proud of you all! You've really outdone yourselves w/ OL and i cant wait to see whats next to come for you all :)

i really love that you can be trans in Our Life! not a lot of games do that so i just wanted to say thank you!

Guuyyss!! I just wanna say! Thank you sm for the headscarf option in the MC creator! I especially loved that little detail where MC quickly slips the headscarf on before greeting Cove, I've never felt so immersed :'D Not that the rest of the game wasn't immersive btw, but since I wear my hijab most of the time that little addition really felt like something I would do! So thank you for that <3

I've been watching "Our Life: Beginnings & Always" development for quite some time, and I gotta say its wild to see it finally release. Its so unique in the way relationships work- even character creation. I've cried multiple times over this game while playing. I can't thank y'all enough for a game with these kind of mechanics, and representation. its rare I get to feel im really playing as myself in games like these. Everyones outdone themselves. this'll certainly be one I keep coming back to.

I've been following the development of Our Life from way back when the first demo dropped and it still blows my mind how many choices and customizations there are (love that update for the MC's bedroom btw!) and the fact that the game remembers them - it really feels like your very own coming of age story! I was so immersed I cried at the end :') Can't believe I experienced this game for free lol. I can't wait for future DLCs and Step 4! Good luck with all your upcoming projects dev team!!

Just wanted to say I love Our Life and I'm thankful it exists. Thank you so much! I love the little world you created and all the people in it. Especially Cove! This game makes me so happy!

Just poping in to say hi and that ilu guys ^^, remember to take care of yourselves!

Hi!! I just wanna thank you for creating such an amazing game. Our Life is one of the few dating sims I’ve found that let’s me be a male mc, it’s really hard to find dating sims that let me be gay. Our Life is my new favorite dating sim to just sit down and playthrough whenever I’m having a bad day so I just wanted to let y’all know how much I appreciate all you’ve done. 🤍

Fan from australia here

Just wanted to reach out and let you know how important this game has been to me. I came across it at a really rough time ( that I’m still going through ) and it’s been one of the things that’s driven me to get up and out of bed sometimes.

This game and cove both hold a very special place in my heart and I can’t wait to see more of him in the DLC and Step 4

Much love ♥️

I know this isnt exactly the main focus of the game, but i really love how we can customise the mc personality wise! This is the first time i've played a game like this where the mc actually does and says exactly what I would do and say in certain situations and its such a breath of fresh air!! It's also so cool how the other characters can pick up on it!!

Cove Holden saved 2020 (my 2020 anyways) I would die for him

Sorry for this being out of the blue, but after playing through Our Life I wanted to thank you for the experience. I don’t know if I’ve ever played a game that has made me cry happy tears TWICE lol. It’s beautiful, scenic, inclusive, and absolutely amazing..have a great rest of 2020 and I honestly cannot wait for the rest of it :,) (ps. The ending song is stuck in my head)

I think you guys might've ruined visual novels for me forever. I'm not sure I'll be able to play another without comparing it to Our Life and I know if I do that I'll be disappointed every time because of how amazing it is. I bought the DLCs before playing the base game it's one of the best impulsive purchases I've ever made

Thank you so much for making our life! It's my favorite visual novel ever and I just can't articulate how much being able to just be honest with my responses instead of going for whatever would make the love interest happy means to me? I reccomended it to evry friend I have that plays visual novels because this is the best one I've ever played!

Just wanted to say that I absolutely adore this game! The childhood friends tropes is my favorite thing and this game delivers! Cove is the sweetest thing, infact all the boys are good boys. Super excited for all upcoming dlcs!

Hi, I just want to thank you for making such an amazing game like Our Life. Tbh, I was following the game’s development for a while, but me and my family moved away from my childhood town just a few days before release, so I really connected to this game. You all did amazing!

hey just wanted to know that i completely loved ol: b&a and it was so good and love cove more than i’ve liked any fictional character, it’s now my comfort media. thank you so much

hi i just wanna say i really enjoyed all of the representation in our life b&a! there were characters with a lot of different body shapes, pic characters, lgbtq+ characters, and you get to choose your own pronouns and sexuality!!! so tysm!!

This isn't a question, I just wanted to say that Our Life is incredible. Ever since I finished it, I've been looking for other visual novels to play so I don't play OL so often that I start memorizing the lines before all the DLC comes out, but I keep coming back to it. It's really one of a kind, I think you all ruined other visual novels for me because I haven't enjoyed another VN like I have this one since I read it ❤.

i think our life b&a is the first game where i felt like cove loved me, not the character i play as which is really nice for someone with kinda low self esteem so THANK YOU

I’ve been playing Our Life practically nonstop since yesterday. I just want everyone who worked on it to know how much the LGBTQ inclusivity means to me. As a closeted trans ace guy in an unsupportive household, I can’t emphasize how much of a comfort this game has been to me. Everything about it is so wholesome and heartfelt. I’m excited to see what other games you make in the future 💙

- A demibiromantic ace transgender man who may or may not have cried over the option to be myself in a game for the first time ever

Csn i just say i really appreciate how you handled MC deciding to use they/them at different stages. Mainly because alot of games don't pay much attention to the body the mc was assigned at birth if they player chooses nonbinary like it does with male/female. And it was just nice to be able to play an mc who just thought gender was kinda 'meh' for them but still felt good about the body they were born with (like myself). I guesd it boils down I'm really appreciative of the hard work it must've taken for you to make all those options possible & still have them matter.

I just wanted to thank you all for Our Life. My mental health hasn't been in a good place recently and it has become my favorite form of escapism/way to cheer up. It's idyllic setting and fantastic characters are such a good way to wind down, I love it. Also, I've been dreading 2021 due to classes starting and general stress, but the DLC and your next project have given me something to actually look forward to :). I'm so excited for them and now I actually have a reason to be happy that it's 2021. Sorry if this message is a bit weird, I just wanted to thank the team for their hard work and for creating something so incredible <3

I've gotta say this is one of the most repayable games I've ever played, if not the most. Usually after i do a playthrough or two of a game i have to wait awhile before playing again otherwise it feels stale. But i haven't had that problem with our life because of the sheer ammount of player agency. Everyone who works on tbe game should feel incredibly proud of themselves because you've created something amazing.

I just wanted to say thank you for Our Life. I'm sure you get this a lot, but it really pulled me out of a mentally tough spot in my life. So thank you.

who needs therapy when you have our life: beginnings and always? haha no but seriously this game is my comfort game, and even though i can’t join your patreon at the moment please know i am always supporting you and i am so excited to see everything you have in store! everyone who works on the games is so so talented

All DLCs have nice content. 😡😡

And I love them all!!💗💗💗💖💖💖💕💕💕

[skycollides]

Hey there! In one of your future fics, wherever it fits in, can you sprinkle in some TALL girl stuff? I see a lot of the fics of these teeny tiny girls. How about a girl 6’, wearing her heels to the club and being taller than EZ but looking Angel right in the eye and everyone just in awe and Angel is like, I didn’t consider this an option before, mami, but my back is going to thank you later.

Thank you for the request! I hope you enjoy it

Tall girls -  You are beautiful!

Angel x Reader

Authors note: I apologize in advance for grammar mistakes

English isn’t my native language.

Let me know if you want to be added to the taglist or add yourself.

Warning: swearing, implied sex

Words: 898

You’ve always been taller than your friends even the male ones. It never bothered you until you’ve reached your teenage years. Most guys you met never wanted to date a girl who’s taller than them which made dating pretty hard for you. That changed when you met Angel he didn’t mind that you were a bit taller than other girls.

Still because of the bad experience during your teenage years you avoided wearing heels. You love wearing them for work or when no one is around but you always wear flats when you go out with Angel.

Today is Ez’s patch in party and there is no way you’re gonna miss it. Ever since you and Angel started dating you and Ez became close friends.

’’Do you really think it’s a good idea?’’ you ask your best friend watching her through the mirror right in front of you. You called her over to your place to help you find an outfit for the party.

’’Sure it is! I mean it was my idea.’’ she laughs.

’’You look absolutely beautiful and I’m sure Angel will agree with me.’’

she says as you turn around.

’’But what i-’’ ’’No buts and no if’s! YOU deserve to be happy YOU deserve to be loved! Angel isn’t like any other guy you’ve dated before. That guy head over heels for you. Name me one man that doesn’t love seeing his girl in heels? That dress is amazing and so are the heels you’re wearing. You look sexy as hell. If I wasn’t straight I’d go for you!’’ she says and you laugh.

’’Thank you y/b/n ! I don’t know what I would do without you!’’

’’Yeah I know I’m amazing’’ she says while throwing her hair over her shoulder smiling at you.

’’I gotta go and have a party to attend. Let me know how it went.’’ she says and hugs you before leaving your apartment.

You take one last look in the mirror before taking your purse and heading to the party.

30 minutes later

Once you arrive at the scrap yard you’re greeted by Taza right away.

’’Hey sweetheart. It’s been a while.’’ Taza greets you.

’’Hey there Uncle Taza.’’ you say and hug him.

You and Taza have history. He was a really good friend of your dad before he died. Taza was around a lot when you were a kid. It used to be your highlight of the week when your dad took you to uncle Tazas ranch.

’’You look beautiful Y/n’’

’’Thank you!’’ you say and smile.

’’Your man is inside incase you’re looking for him.’’ he says and takes out a cigarette and lights it up.

’’Then I’ll go inside. We’re still on for Sunday?’’ 

’’Yes bring Angel with you.’’ he says and smiles.

No nod and head inside. You spot Ez right away and go over.

’’There is the newest member! Let me have a look!’’ you say with a bright smile and he spins around so you can have a look at his new patch.

’’I’m so proud of you Ez.’’ you say and he pulls you in his arms.

’’Thank you. Couldn’t have done it without you and the family.’’ he says and lets go of you.

’’You look amazing by the way. I’m not used to seeing you in heels and you being taller than me but I like it.’’

’’Thanks Ez.’’ you say and kiss his cheek before going over to Angel hoping his reaction will be positive as well.

His back is turned towards you but you’re in Coco’s sight. He lets out a whistle and nods in your direction which causes Angel to turn around.

’’Damn Y/n you look good.’’Coco says when you reach their table.

’’Thank you.’’

’’Couldn’t agree more.’’ Angel says and gets out of his chair to greet you properly. Coco leaves to get a beer and give the two of you some privacy.

’’Hey mi dulce’’

’’Hey my Angel’’ you say and he kisses you passionately.

’’You look fine as hell Y/n.’’ he says and your cheeks heat up.

’’I wasn’t sure-’’ you say and pause.

’’About?’’ he asks

’’Me being so tall - in those heels’’ you say and stare at the floor.

’’Hey look at me babe’’ he says and grabs your hips pulling you towards him.

’’I love you all of you! We’re the same height now. And let me tell you you look sexy as hell in those heels. I didn’t consider this an option before, mami, but my back is going to thank you later.

I’ll take you home with me later and you’ll keep these heels on you hear me?!’’ he says and you nod. He moves one of his hands to your ass and presses your hips into his. 

’’Can you feel this princesa? That’s what you’re doing to me. I promise you we won’t get any sleep tonight.’’ he whispers into you ear and you can feel the growing bulge. You let out a soft moan and can yourself get wetter with each comment.

’’I can’t wait Angel.’’ you say and look into his eyes.

’’Oh and by the way babe - This isn’t the only pair of heels I own. I got a lot more to show you.’’ you say and smirk.

’’Looks like we’ll be staying at your place then Y/n.’’ 

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It may be February but... why not haha. 

Below the cut, organized in chronological order, are the fics I wrote in 2020! All put into one place :D. Thank you to everyone who read, kudos’d, commented, beta’d, and supported my writing. It was my first ever year writing fanfiction, and I am so thankful for all the friends I’ve made because of it.

<3 <3

If Not For You

Word count: 92,461 Chapters: 36 Rating: M

Summary:

Simon was born and raised in the midwest, and he thinks he has his life figured out. He has a girlfriend that he feels happy with, is excited to drive for his junior year, and can't wait to get away from his father when he goes away for school.

However, this all changes when his mom dies and he is carted to the east coast to start at a boarding school. Simon then has to deal with having a roommate (who hates him), living with his mother's death, and wanting to be anywhere but where he is.

To add to it all, one day he gets a strange phone call, and he wonders if his mother's death was really an accident at all.

author’s note:

This was my first like actual fic. And my first try at writing something. This fic will always have a special place in my heart because it helped lead me to all the amazing people I now call friends <3

Not only that but it was a bit of therapy for me. (Self insert? In MY fanfiction? More likely than you’d think!)

Anyway, whenever someone comments, leaves kudos, or otherwise acknowledge that the fic exists I get emotional haha. I also have like three playlists for it too haha.

The Heist

Word Count:7456 Rating:T

Summary:

It's the fourth year of the Halloween heist, and Baz is determined to win. He thinks he has it all planned, that he knows Simon Snow through and through.

Despite this, somehow Simon still manages to surprise him.

author’s note:

b99 AU bahaha. Need I say more??

Pay Your Fines, Snow

Word Count: 1524 Rating: T

Summary:

Baz Pitch works at the local library every summer. He's annoyed at kids who run around, people who don't follow directions, and Simon Snow- who can't pay a fine on time.

author’s note

This fic was the first of the fics that sparked all my crazy prompts haha. It was so much fun to do! 

There is a wonderful podfic of this made by the amazing and beautiful @xivz​, and it also has art now by @peachpit-gabe!! Go check it out here. 

A Rebirth

Word Count: 3374 Rating: T

Summary:

Simon and Baz need to finish their presentation for their Art History class. However, Baz also got pulled into watching his younger siblings for the weekend.

Frozen 2, chicken nuggets, sword fights, and themes of Renaissance.

author’s note

I wrote this for the amazing @krisrix as a prompt! It was so much fun to do and I legit wrote the whole thing in like one afternoon and had it looked over and posted it haha. I still feel bad because Kris legit asked for babies and I kicked the babies out at the beginning of the fic LOL. 

Coming Together in Three Parts

Word Count: 4639 Rating: M Chapters: 3

Summary:

Three snippets of their lives after Wayward Son.

author’s note:

The summary definitely leaves a lot to be imagined haha. But I decided to pull a @ninemagicks and give a metaphor of threes and I love yous. So it’s three lovely stages after Wayward Son. There’s the I Love You, the moving in, and then a marriage proposal. I was fairly proud of this! And I did this as an exchange fic as well. 

The Three Acts of a Wizard

Word Count: 6439 Rating: T

Summary:

Today, Baz is giving Simon a reprieve (or, that's what he is telling Simon.)

Cue a removal of cursed body parts, a grumpy fireplace who *knows* what is happening, and a shrill frizzy-haired friend threatening to poison some scones.

(this is a remix fic for @ninemagicks​ HMC AU YWSAFS

author’s note:

I wrote this for Nena’s birthday in the summer! Their friendship has meant the world to me, and this story is what I think gave me the gall courage to message them and harass them with 2k word comments/metas haha. If you’ve not read their fic, make sure to do so!

Heaven is a Place on Earth

Word Count: 12,711 Rating: M Chapters: 5 Summary:

Five hours each week. That's all Simon and Baz get.

But we know that's all they need to fall in love...

~~

A San Junipero AU

author’s note:

This fic idea came to me randomly and I literally wrote it in a week. I love it so much, and despite being MCD I think it’s still generally happy (I mean.. they do end up together??) Idk, it has a special place in my heart. And I made @krisrix read Baz with an american accent so... win win haha. 

(Un)Sexy Saturday

Word Count: 6157 Rating: M/E Chapters: 9 (they’re different stories each chapter.)

Summary:

Summaries vary by chapter. Overall it’s just a collection of silly stories where sex gets interrupted. 

author’s note:

Honestly this series was so fun to do. I need to continue it sometime! From beauty blender butt plugs, to swingers, to garlic allergies... it just makes me laugh haha. 

5 Times Simon Wanted a Fistbump, and the 1 Time He Finally Got It

Word Count: 5489 Rating: T Chapters: 6

Summary:

Simon Snow hasn't had a lot of friends in his life. He has Penny, who is great, of course. He has Baz (but does he count as a friend?)

So now, seeing Shepard, he's got a chance at a friend. A bro of sorts.

Simon sees the final hurdle in their friendship to be a fist bump. A simple signal of their friendship.

But how long is it going to take to get it??

~~

5 + 1 Yearning for a Fist Bump.

author’s note:

Simpard. Friendship. And art by @nick-eyre?? Perfection. 

A Goblin’s Skull, Maccies, and a Door Handle

Word Count: 2017 Rating: T

Summary:

Simon Snow wakes up in a building he doesn't know, tied up and blindfolded.

Luckily his best bro Shepard is there too.

author’s note:

Wrote this as a little bday treat for @nick-eyre :D. Decided to give Simon a friend who would also lust after goblins with him haha. 

One Word, Four Letters, A Lifetime's Worth of Pain: IKEA

Word Count: 2428 Rating: T

Summary:

Baz comes home and notices the house is suspiciously quiet.

When he finds Simon, surrounded by unfinished pieces of furniture, he can't help but ask... why?

Author’s note:

This was written as a birthday gift for @foolofabookwyrm! She is an absolute gem and has never been to IKEA, but now I hope she understands the struggle of building IKEA furniture haha. 

The Beat of My Heart

Word Count: 2230 Rating: T

Summary:

Simon is kneeling on the ground, waiting for Baz to come home.

He has a question. One he's wanted to ask for a while.

author’s note:

This was written as a birthday gift for @krisrix! A little proposal fic for the rat king <3 <3

Out of My Mind

Word Count: 10876 Rating: M Chapters: 3

Summary:

Baz and Simon are living their lives, domestic and content. They have a nine-year-old daughter, a Sunday morning routine, and plans to be alone for the first time for a while.

But when a girl who is growing into her powers reads something she shouldn't, they get into a predicament they don't expect.

author’s note:

This was a COE gift for @krisrix! Body Swap! Parents! Married! I tried to do it all for him haha. 2020 was really the year where I was like yeah, let’s write Kris a million fics. And honestly—wouldn’t have it any other way.

Imposter vs Crewmates

Word Count: 754 Rating: T

Summary:

Everyone has their quarantine coping strategies.

Simon tried to bake bread.

Baz watched Twilight.

But Penelope...

She introduced the gang to Among Us.

author’s note:

Look. I’ve no excuses for this lolol. Just thought it’d be silly :D. 

The Ethics of Wanting You

Word Count: 1417 Rating: T

Summary:

Simon Snow realized recently that he has a crush on Baz.

Penny suggested he find reasons to spend more time with him, so he suggests a study session for their ethics exam the following day.

(It doesn't go as planned, but the result is very much worth it.)

author’s note:

Birthday gift for @peachpit-gabe <3 <3. Just a cute one shot with snowbaz.

Pumpkin, Let’s Make a Patch

Word Count: 2516 Rating: T

Summary:

Simon Snow is trying to create a neighborhood pumpkin patch.

Baz, unknowingly, rips the pumpkins out of his front lawn.

(How will he make it up to him?)

author’s note:

This was done for the COC. I based it off this cute tiktok series with this kid who rode around on his skateboard and plants pumpkins around his neighborhood.

Weathering the Storm

Word Count: 2248 Rating: T

Summary:

Shepard was nine when he first met a boy he'd learn was Simon Snow.

He was in a ditch crying, and Shepard wasn't sure what to make of him.

This boy lived in his mind until he saw him again years later.

And today, when there's a storm unlike any other in London, he knows who must be at the center of it.

author’s note:

Honestly. This is probably one of my favorite things I’ve ever written. IDK. It’s so short but... I love it. And if you like to listen to fics— @bloodiedpixie did a phenomenal podfic of it! And @nick-eyre did AMAZING art for it too <3. 

New Beginnings

Word Count: 2090 Rating: T

Summary:

It's the first New Years Eve after the Christmas that changed everything.

After Simon Snow and Baz kissed.

After they defeated the humdrum.

After the Mage's death.

But, as many of us do, it's time to take the New Year as an opportunity to begin anew.

author’s note:

Part of a server exchange I did for @knitbelove :D. 

And, all of the prompts I’ve yet to put on ao3... lolol

[drwcn]

discordance!verse part 7: an interesting morning in jingshi, Lan Wangji is shameless, much to the shock of Wei Wuxian. rated M??T??

in which wwx is lxc’s husband through political alliance, and there is an affair. 

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see [discau tag] or [discordance navigation page] for all installments  

(~10 days before part 5/6)

Wei Wuxian wakes up slowly, warm and comfortable. The first thing he sees is the green bamboo shoots past the white tulle curtains, just outside the window, and the droplet of dew glistening under the morning sun. It had rained some time during the early hours; he recalls drifting to sleep listening to the muffled pitter-patter against Jingshi's roof, Lan Zhan curled at his side…

Lan Zhan is still there, fast asleep, as though he hasn't moved an inch all night. He is pressed against Wei Wuxian's shoulder, one arm thrown across his chest, every even breath a gentle breeze across his neck.

Even in sleep, Lan Zhan is a vision. That peerless face which others find cold and intimidating, is relaxed and open. Thick lashes kiss pink flushed cheeks. Soft full lips part minutely, still a bit swollen. Long silk hair runs like ink between Wei Wuxian's fingers.

He releases a soft affectionate huff, pulling the covers more securely around them both. Wei Wuxian closes his eyes, ready to indulge in sleep for another couple more hours. He doesn't know why they don't do this more often, it's so nice…

Wait!

His eyes snap open, all thoughts of sleep vanishing instantly.

Fuck! We slept in!

There's a very good reason why he and Lan Zhan never wake up warm, coddled together in a patch of morning sun like two aristocratic cats: it's because Cloud Recesses' rules are fucking nightmares - and also because he and Lan Zhan are technically, technically in an illicit affair - but mostly because of Cloud Recesses’ rules. Lan Zhan always has to get up at a quarter before mao-shi to sneak back to hanshi so he could continue the charade of having woken up in the bed he definitely didn't sleep in.

Judging by the angle of sunlight spilling into the room, it must be at least si-shi by now, a whole two shichen later than when Lan Zhan is usually up and about…

Oh ffffffuuuck -

Dap, dap, dap!

There are three polite knocks at the door. A disciple's hesitant voice echoes from the other side.

"W-Wei-jun? Are you in there?"

He can hear the anxiety clearly in their tone. Because of course they must be frantic! Lan Zhan's secretarial disciple would've gone in to bring him his breakfast, like he does every morning, and discovered Hanguang-jun's bed and sheets as cold as ice and Lan Wangji himself nowhere to be found.

It's been at least four hours, Cloud Recesses must be having a full blown panic attack by now!!

Wei Wuxian jolts up from bed and is torn between feeling sorry and amazed when that exaggerated movement only manages to elicit an incoherent grumble from Lan Zhan.

Oblivious to Wei Wuxian's impending meltdown, Lan Wangji curls a little deeper into the covers, but does not wake up. 

No time to worry about that, Wei Wuxian yanks the covers over Lan Wangji's head to cover him and pads across the matted floor to the clothing rack. He can't answer the door even if he wants to; he's completely fucking naked.

Wei Wuxian is just about finished with the ties of his second layer of robes when the disciple speaks again,  

"Wei-jun?! Are you in there?! Many apologies for disturbing you…but - but it's urgent! Please, could you open the door?"

For the first time since the death of his husband, Wei Wuxian is glad for his widower status. As the previous Sect Master's yishu 遗属, it would be bad etiquette for lower disciples to barge into his private residence without invite. Not that any of them would be capable: the seal Wei Wuxian placed on the inside of the door last night is an invention of his own. He's confident that no more than a dozen cultivators of their time can break it without expending serious spiritual energy.

Thank goodness last-night-me had the foresight to do that…

Though, he does wonder why it's a bunch of disciples and not someone like Lan Qiren knocking on his door. His nerves calm by half a fraction. If they're coming to me, perhaps they haven't directed this particular issue to higher authorities. Probably doesn't want to give the grandpas an impromptu stroke by declaring Lan Zhan missing…

Wei Wuxian shrugs on his outer layer, and in the calmest, most put-upon voice he can manage, he answers, "What is it? I am feeling poorly this morning."

"Begging your pardon, Wei-jun, it's just…Hanguang-jun, uhm, we can't find Hanguang-jun."

Glancing behind his shoulder, Wei Wuxian winces as he sees Lan Wangji stirring, turning onto his back and shoving the covers out of the way.

"Ah, yes, Hanguang-jun," replies Wei Wuxian, channeling his inner Lan Qiren and attempting his most authoritative tone of voice. "Sect Master has informed me that he’s gone on a…a meditative trek. It's been some time since he's been able to cultivate in peace. He will be returning shortly. No need…no need to worry the Elders."

Through the thin walls, he hears a collective sigh of relief.

"Thank goodness. Forgive us for disturbing you, Wei-jun. If you're feeling unwell, should a healer be sent for -"

"No! No, that's quite alright. I'll be fine. Return to your studies. Do not dally." Wei Wuxian quickly dismisses the disciples. 

Ear pressed against the door, he listens to their footsteps walking away until he can't hear anything but the sparrows chirping in the woods. Letting out the breath he’s been holding anxiously in his chest, Wei Wuxian pads himself in relief.

Crisis averted.

When he turns around, Lan Wangji is sitting up in bed, staring dazedly at him.

"I slept in. It's very late, isn't it?"

The sight of him like that, blankets gathered at the waist, pale chest bared and hair unbound, immediately steals from Wei Wuxian the breath he’d only just been able to catch.

Hanguang-jun is truly the Light Bearer, he laments, mindless of the smile that overtakes him. Even the sun seems to be drawn to the good Lan Zhan. Streaming onto the bed from the window behind, morning sunlight enshrouds his entire being and condenses into a soft halo around him, as if to remind the world that this man is blessed by the gods.

Yet this god-chosen man, destined for immortality, has given himself over to Wei Wuxian last night, delivered into his hands, with pure trust and a small smile in the dark.

Wei Wuxian feels the back of his neck heat up from the memory. Get yourself together, Wei Wuxian, you flagrant degenerate, it’s practically midday. 

"Wei Ying, I…" Lan Wangji averts his eyes as Wei Wuxian takes a seat beside him, holding his clothes ready for him.

"Ah, Lan Zhan, don't be embarrassed." Wei Wuxian chuckles, reaching out to twirl a strand of Lan Wangji's hair around his finger teasingly. "So you slept in, happens to the best of us." 

Leaning forward and pecking a chaste kiss to his forehead, Wei Wuxian hands him his robes and says, "Alright, come on, let's get up. You have to work, and I have to assist my venerated Hanguang-jun. A bath and some breakfast - I told the disciples I'm not feeling my best, they'll probably send whatever I ask for. Nobody ever has to know our Sect Master was sleeping the morning away."

The tip of Lan Wangji's ears turns pink, but instead of accepting the garbs the other man holds out to him, he shifts closer and winds his arms around Wei Wuxian shamelessly. "Yes perhaps, but I am not entirely to blame."

This time, Wei Wuxian does blush. He draws his head back, aghast. "L-Lan Zhan! H-how could you say such a thing in broad daylight!

"Is it not so?" Lan Wangji rests his chin against his lover's shoulder and pivots his head almost accusingly.

Wei Wuxian sputters. Why you shameless little - you - I -

Memories from the night before come rushing back: Lan Zhan's earnest open face when he asked Wei Wuxian to indulge him, climbing onto his lap and whispering into his ear exactly what he wanted. Wei Wuxian is used to Lan Zhan taking charge. It’s been that way since the two of them became intimate. He’s thrilled, more than thrilled, to share those stolen moments with Lan Zhan. In fact, it always does funny wonderful things to him to see the disciplined Hanguang-jun let loose the way he does when they’re together.

But to have his Lan Zhan laying under him, arching and trembling and falling apart for him, his name uttered by those heavenly lips like an answer, a spell, a prayer…How does any reasonable man come back from that?

Oh my god…I - I deflowered the Second Jade of Gusu… Wei Wuxian realizes with a jolt, suddenly hot under the collar. It's not that the implication didn't occur to him yesterday, but the weight of his actions had not fully sunk in until now. It's probably not a coincidence that Lan Wangji, who has never overslept a day in his life, fails to keep to his rigid internal clock after Wei Wuxian spent most of the night having his ways with him.

When did they even go to actual sleep? It couldn't have been any time before midnight. Wei Ying, Wei Wuxian, you fool, you absolute idiot, how could you have done this?! You should've been more careful!!

…Lan Zhan had been so careful with me…

"Wei Ying," Lan Wangji calls his name, arms still locked around him. "You told them I'd be gone for a while yet, yes?"

Wei Wuxian frowns, not sure where he's headed. "Yeah?"

Lan Wangji shuffles closer, one of his hands travelling across the front of Wei Wuxian's robes until he finds the knotted sash. Blinking innocently, he says without a shred of pretense, "I do not doubt your skills, but my memories of last night are a little vague. Perhaps you ought to demonstrate for me again, as a reminder?"

For a long, long moment, neither of them move, Lan Wangji's request apparently having shocked Wei Wuxian into petrified silence. He does nothing but stare back at him, so much so Lan Wangji begins to wonder if he went a little too far with the teasing. But then Wei Wuxian's expression shifts, something raw and hungry flashing across his face. The next moment, Lan Wangji is flipped over onto his front, the covers yanked off exposing his pale bare form, every inch a perfection. 

Lan Wangji shivers, more reactionary than actually cold. He can feel Wei Ying's gaze on him, heated and appreciative, and as much as he doesn't want to give him the satisfaction, he squirms under the scrutiny.

"Wei Y-"

But the weight of Wei Ying's body is suddenly flush against his back, and Lan Wangji notices with a start that while he is thoroughly bare, Wei Ying is mostly dressed and does not appear to be in any hurry to change that.

Does Wei Ying really intend to take him while fully clothed?! Somehow the thought doesn't bother him, not in the least. Rather, it spurs him on, sparking the desire that simmers just beneath his skin. 

His hair is swept to side; Lan Wangji groans as a pair of lips press a hot, open mouthed kiss against his neck behind one redden ear.

"One would think, Hanguang-jun, that requesting physical intimacy in the middle of the day counts for misbehaviour."

The needy kiss transforms into a sharp bite.

Lan Wangji suffocates a groan, shuddering as the kiss trails between his shoulder blades and lower. For a few minutes, all he can focus on is the touch of hands and lips and tongue mapping out the planes of his body and wringing from him wonderful pleasures that he would not otherwise so easily relinquish.

"As the once disciplinary officer of Cloud Recesses," continues Wei Ying, lifting Lan Zhan by the hips and pushing him onto his knees. "Please enlighten us the appropriate consequences."

Wei Ying sounds very much like a cat savouring its play time with its poor prey before devouring it alive. Although Lan Wangji would never admit it out loud even under duress, he can confess to himself in the safety of his mind that this fate is exactly what he wants.

The Wei Ying of last night was careful, gentle, and steadfast despite being nervous.That Wei Ying had held his hands, lacing their fingers together, and whispered sweet lovely things as he brought them to their heights and back. Lan Wangji wasn't lying when he said his memories were a bit fuzzy; the entire experience had been…a lot.

However, Wei Ying in the morning is a whole different beast, and Lan Zhan aches just imagining what waits ahead. He wants him, by god, he wants him.

"One would think, Wei-jun," Lan Wangji manages to grit out, "that as someone who holds the highest running record of punishments received during his guest disciple days, you would be more than acquainted with Cloud Recesses' method of discipl - ah!"

The cry is ripped from his throat before he could help it. Panting, Lan Wangji writhes against the sheets and marvels a little at just how readily he receives what Wei Ying gives him.

But Wei Ying's tone loses its playfulness right away. "Lan Zhan -" The hand that threads through his hair is light and the following kiss on his left shoulder is tender. "- are you - are you hurt? Was I -"

Perhaps that cry sounded more distressed than he actually was. Lan Wangji turns his head to meet Wei Ying's worried gaze and melts a little. Blood is roaring in his ears and he is hot all over, but the warm cocoon that envelops his heart has nothing to do with lust.

Wei Ying presses another soft, comforting kiss against the shell of his ear and then another against his temple. "Say something, should I stop?"

Stop?! If this endearing idiot even thinks about stopping now Lan Wangji will absolutely smack him out of pure frustration.  

Catching his breath, he pushes back against Wei Wuxian and is immensely satisfied when the other man shudders in response. Reveling in the knowledge that he is the only one to ever see Wei Ying this way, he does it again. This time, the hands gripping his deviant hips are no longer gentle.

"Are you going to make good on my punishments," challenges Lan Wangji, batting his lashes, infinitesimally coy. "Or were those merely empty threats?"

The speed at which Wei Ying's eyes darken with desire almost makes Lan Wangji regret his impertinence. But then he is being thrust forward without warning, the unexpected motion hitting that spot inside him that makes his toes curl and his vision go white, and he instantly regrets nothing.

"W-Wei Ying…"

Somewhere in the back of his mind, he is aware that he is being objectively loud, but it really isn't his fault. Who in their right mind would expect him to be silent when he is being railed into the bed like both their immortalities depended on it. He just hopes Wei Ying has the good sense to cast a silencing talisman (lucky for them, he did).

Lan Zhan moans into the sheets, his eyes rolling back. How on earth is he so wrecked so quickly?! What is Wei Ying doing to him? In this position, he is completely at his lover's mercy, but he doesn't want to fight it, not at all. Clutching the wooden headboard, Lan Wangji surrenders the last bit of his self-control and submerges under the waves of sensations and sounds and bliss.  

~

Lan Zhan is quiet afterwards, soaking in the bath Wei Wuxian prepared for him. Wei Wuxian wipes himself down perfunctorily, changes into fresh robes and then proceeds to meticulously tidy the bed. The sheets are…probably not salvageable. He'll have to burn them or bury them, because there's no way he can hand them over to the disciples on laundry duty in the state that they're in. Even he can't talk his way out of that one.

When he's sure there is no more incriminating evidence of their activities, Wei Wuxian rounds behind the screen to find Lan Zhan exactly where he'd left him.

Eyes closed, he looks so young. It's not fair how everything must fall to him now. Lan Zhan never complains, but he must be exhausted after all that's happened since the end of last year.

His heart squeezing tightly, Wei Wuxian picks up a wash cloth and sits down by the tub. Lovely eyes flutter open just as he runs the warm towel over the round of Lan Zhan's shoulder.

"Are you alright?" He asks softly, wiping a bit of dried spent from Lan Zhan's chin. "Was I too rough?"

The tip of Lan Zhan's ears turns pink again. He shakes his head, taking Wei Wuxian's hand and caresses his knuckles. "No, you were perfect."  

Still, something nags Wei Wuxian in the mind of his mind. Their hands still clasped together, he shifts closer and searches Lan Zhan's face. 

"Lan Zhan, what brought this on? Last night and this morning. You know I don't mind being the …uhm…" Blushing, he clears his throat, suddenly thin-skinned. Damn it, Wei Wuxian, get it together. "You know I don’t mind being the way we were before. Love it in fact, can't get enough of it even. I don't want you to think I expect you to - uhm - return the favour... as it were."

Lan Zhan's eyes are serious but also bright and earnest with understanding and intent. He thumbs the blush on Wei Wuxian's cheek, curling his fingers around his nape. 

"I'm yours now, Wei Ying." He says, voice hushed but resolve firm. "Do you understand? No more nonsense about finding me a proper husband, or a wife to bear me heirs, or any talk of that kind. Even if the Elders bar me from marrying you on the account of you being my brother's widower, I'm yours, and you're not allowed to abandon me. I won't have it."

"Lan Zhan..." The back of his throat grows unbearably tight. Wei Wuxian feels as though he could cry. He remembers their conversation back in Qishan when he saw Lan Zhan with little Wen Yuan and the ensuing row they had afterwards. It was perhaps the first and only time Lan Zhan lost his temper with him. He'd been so angry, so hurt, that Wei Ying would even suggest he should marry another.

Wei Wuxian, if you truly want me to be with someone else, then what, tell me, are we doing now?!

Wei Wuxian squeezes his hand, pressing a heartbroken kiss to his palm, then another, then another. He feels horrible with himself. How could he not realize earlier? Is this why Lan Zhan had been so insistent?

"Lan Zhan, my good Lan Zhan, you didn't have to - I won't leave you, Lan Zhan, I promised you, I won't. You have me, you'll always have me, you didn't have to -"

"Wei Ying," Lan Wangji interrupts him, seeing his self-deprecating tendencies are once again leading him down the wrong line of thought. "I want you, want to be with you. Last night was not solely to drive home a point. Even if I did want to make a point, it would only be part of the reason, minimal at best, and certainly would not account for this morning.” 

Wei Wuxian blinks, swallowing thickly. "And the real reason?"

"Well, surely it's very telling." Lan Wangji inches closer. The angle of the round tub makes it awkward but he doesn't care. A smile playing at his lips, he whispers into the other man's ear and delights at the way Wei Ying pulls back with a scandalized cry.

"Lan Zhan!"

Wei Wuxian is sure that his entire face is on fire. Who would've thought the esteemed Hanguang-jun could be such a lethal combination of imaginative mind and dirty mouth?!

But Lan Wangji only chuckles, nuzzling his neck. "Thank you for being so obliging, Wei Ying. I hope I was not too much of a burden."

I’m going to cry, thinks Wei Wuxian, I’m actually going to cry. Inside his chest, his heart has swelled so incredibly that he feels it will burst any second. "Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan, my good Lan-er-gege," he chants, over and over, peppering the lightest and sweetest of kisses along Lan Wangji's face. "You can't say things like that without warning! My heart can't take it!"

"Mn,” Lan Wangji purrs.“You'll live."

"Lan Zhan, ah Lan Zhan, what am I going to do with you?" Wei Wuxian sighs,  holding the other man by the curve of his jaw and smiles that sunshine smile.

"Stuck with me, I'm afraid. Hasn't anyone told you?" Lan Zhan peers at him through hooded eyes. "Us Gusu Lans, we're rooks."

"Rooks?"

"Rooks mate for life."

At that, Wei Wuxian pulls Lan Wangji impossibly close and silences him with a deep, long kiss.

-

[part 8]

yishu 遗属 - family that is left behind through death. 

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CHAPTER SIX

It’s been a long two weeks. Between work and friends, Zoey didn’t feel like she had any days off to relax. Ever since their double date, Brett and Zoey have been hanging out a lot more. It seemed like he was over practically every day to hang out with her and her roommates. He’d occasionally come over before his shift started, but more often than not it was late at night after she got off to have a game night, and Nancy and Rory would wait up for them to join. The girls quickly became fond of him and formed a friendship much like hers with Harry.

They were all constantly making plans to hang out, and although she had so much fun with them, Zoey felt like she rarely had a moment to herself anymore. The only time she felt like she had a minute to breathe or think was her morning phone calls with Harry. Sure, they texted occasionally throughout the day, but that phone call was the time when both of them could sit down, talk, and reflect on what was going on in their lives. 

Harry seemed to be going through a rough patch. She missed him before he left the last time he came out as he had to be up super early the following morning so he didn’t miss his flight, but he did call Zoey when he landed to fill her in on the details of the conversation she caught him and Rory having.

Rory was honest with him and told him how she felt. She liked him, but she didn’t want to be with someone who wasn’t sure if they wanted to be with her. She understood his hesitation because of his past experiences with relationships while on tour, but she didn’t appreciate being grouped in the same category with his exes. She told Harry that she had no problem waiting if that’s what he wanted, but only if he was sure he wanted her. Otherwise, he’s just wasting her time. 

“I’m not giving you an ultimatum or making you choose right this second because that’s not fair,” Rory said to him, “I’ll give you some space and time to figure it out. We can still talk and be friendly in the meantime, but I’m not going to wait forever.”

No one could fault her, and Zoey respected the hell out of her for standing her ground and noticing her own self-worth, but Harry was really struggling to decide what he wanted to do. To him, it wasn’t as simple as it was for most people. He has eyes on him at all times. Not only does he have to navigate the ups and downs of a relationship, but he has to do so in the public eye. He had to find a way to protect the sanctity of his relationship from the press and people with malicious intent and he had to somehow find a way to shield his partner from negative media and online attention because the hate is inevitable. To him, relationships were terrifying.

Zoey helped by listening to his rants and concerns, offering bits of advice, but always remaining neutral. No matter how many times Harry asked her what he should do, Zoey refused, telling him it was his decision to make while always reminding him to stop overthinking everything and to live the life he wanted without worrying about what might go wrong. Easy for her to say. She’s not famous.

Luckily, Rory kept her word in not putting any pressure on him to make a decision. They still spoke and flirted every now and then, though it wasn’t as often as before. Most of their conversations these days consisted of work-related things or Rory filling him in on all of the fun she was having with the girls, Andy, and Brett. She was spending a lot more time with Zoey’s new friends, and from what Rory said, it sounded like Zoey was having a lot of sleepless nights with Brett.

Zoey’s sex life was never really a topic of discussion when they spoke. She never really went into detail or stayed on the subject no matter how much Harry tried to pry. Of course, he knew they saw each other, but the only reason he knew when Brett spent the night was because Nancy or Rory mentioned hanging out with him and how he stayed over. During their text conversations, Zoey always seemed so nonchalant and never alluded to the fact that Brett was even there. She didn’t care to talk about their ‘relationship’ much, and he couldn’t tell if it was because she was trying to hide the fact that she was actually falling for him, or because she really didn’t care and it was just as casual as she intended it to be. The only thing Harry managed to get out of her was that she wasn’t a fan of his kissing. Either way, she was great at keeping her private life private, which was something he respected, all things considered.

Finally, it was Friday, and the last week of May, so Andy, Brett, and Zoey decided to go to the beach early in the morning so they had enough time before work tonight. Nancy and Rory tagged along, for once not having any work they needed to do. The sun beamed brightly, not a cloud in sight. It was only 80 degrees. Not too hot, not too cold. It was the perfect beach day. Andy helped Zoey apply suntan lotion to her back as Nancy and Rory sprayed each other down and Brett didn’t bother, laying out everyone’s towels on the hot, golden sand beside their beach bags.

At first, the group stayed on their towels, letting the sun warm up their skin and adjust to the temperatures. Eventually, Nancy, Zoey, and Andy made their way to the water, leaving Brett and Rory to tan. They eased their way into the ocean until waist level, waves whipping at their hips. An hour in and they had gotten more comfortable, diving underwater, laughing as they pretended to be mermaids, screeching whenever seaweed brushed against their legs and sputtering as the salty water had gotten into their mouths. Rory and Brett had finally joined them, but it didn’t take long before they all headed back to their setup, letting the sun dry them off.

The beach had always been Zoey’s happy place. She had always been the happiest in the water. It’s why she was on the swim team in school and why she frequently slept at Jess’s house to enjoy her pool. Her parents used to call her their little fish when she was a kid because she could be in the water all day. Jess was the first to get her license, and every day off in the summer since Jess turned sixteen, she’d drive the two of them to the beach just for Zoey. It was nearly a three-hour drive just to get there. They’d be up and out the door by 6 AM just so they could be there by 9, and wouldn’t leave until long after the sun had set just to do it all over again the next day. Every now and then they’d get lucky enough to rent a hotel, but they never complained about the drive. It was worth it to Jess if it made Zoey happy. It became their tradition to see how many times they could make it down to the beach in one summer and if they could top it. It’s been a year since she’s been to the beach. And it’s just as amazing as she remembers it being.

Brett had brought a football and they all were tossing it around to each other in an unofficial game of football. Zoey screamed as he ran up, scooping her into his arms and tackling her into the sand, laughing as sand shot up into their face from the impact on the ground and covered their bodies. 

“Absolutely not! I saved that!” Zoey exclaimed, lightly smacking Brett’s sweaty, back as he pushed himself off of her.

“Tell that to the ball on the ground,” Brett shot back, panting and scooping a heaping pile of sand onto her stomach in retaliation causing Andy and Rory to laugh.

A ringtone was heard in the distance by their towels and Nancy called back, “Someone’s phone is ringing!” as she jogged towards their stuff, rummaging through the bags. She pulled out Zoey’s phone, looked at the screen and held it up, calling, “It’s Harry!”

“Answer it!” Zoey called back, standing up and dusting the sand off of herself.

Nancy plopped down on the towels as everyone slowly caught their breath, making their way over towards her. She answered the phone on speaker and put on her best stern voice, “How come you never call me?”

“Who’s this?” she heard Harry’s muffled voice from a few feet away, “Nancy?”

“I’m clearly Susan Sarandon. You can’t tell by my voice?” she joked as Andy, Brett, and Rory had sat around her, the rumble of voices and children laughing surrounding them.

Harry laughed, ignoring her, “That’s a lie. I just called you yesterday!”

“That’s true. What’s up?”

“Nothing much, going to be heading to soundcheck soon. Where’s Zoey?”

“Here!” Zoey called, finally reaching the edge of the towels, hovering over everyone.

“Where are you? It sounds loud?” Harry asked.

“We’re at the beach,” Nancy spoke, “Everyone’s here except you. Me, Zoey, Rory, Andy, and Brett.”

“Am I on speaker?”

“Yeah, say hi!”

The group sang a chorus of greetings while Harry responded an almost shy “hello” back. Zoey smiled, extending her hand out and grabbing her phone as Nancy passed it over to her. She placed it to her chest and turned to Brett, softly saying, “Hey, I’m getting hungry. Can you grab us some lunch? I’ll pay you back.”

“Yeah, no worries. I can pay. Anyone want to come with?”

“I’ll go!” Nancy offered, standing up.

“Yeah, I’ll help,” added Rory.

Andy scoffed, “My ass is staying right here. But I will take a slice of pepperoni pizza, please,” he slid his sunglasses back onto the bridge of his nose and slid back onto his beach chair.

As soon as the three were off, Zoey took her phone off speaker and brought it to her ear, walking towards the dunes where there were fewer people and it was slightly quieter. 

“Sorry, I’m here,” she spoke, “they’re gone.”

“No, it’s okay. I didn’t mean to interrupt. You can get back to them.”

“Shut up,” Zoey laughed, dragging her feet in the sand as she spoke, “What’s up?”

“We were going over the next few cities we’ll be in, and guess where I’ll be next weekend,” Harry said excitedly.

“New York?” Zoey guessed.

“Well, yeah. But I’ll also be in Philadelphia next Saturday.”

“Philly?” Zoey gasped, halting in her tracks, “You’ll be maybe twenty minutes from my family.”

“It’s that close? Where did you live?”

Zoey sat in the sand, knees to her chest, and told Harry about her hometown and where she grew up. She scooped sand in her free hand and watched as it fell to the ground like a sand shower as she recalled memories of her and Jess running around their town as teenagers and all of the trouble they got into. And Harry listened, interested in every detail. 

Somehow they got onto the subject of Zoey’s past childhood boyfriends, where she had her first kiss and her first heartbreak. This eventually led to a conversation about Brett. It’s not that she avoided talking about Brett, but there was nothing to really say about him. They hung out. They screwed. That was it for the most part. Except there was a little news about him this time.

“He asked me on another date,” Zoey informed him.

“What, a double date again?”

“No, one on one.”

Harry paused in thought before speaking, “I’m confused. I don’t get what’s going on between you two.”

Zoey laughed, “I don’t either.”

He continued, “I mean, you say it’s just a casual thing. Hanging out and fucking around. So what’s the point in going on a date if that’s all it is? Or is it more than that?”

Zoey pursed her lips and blew hard, making a horse snorting sound before groaning and resting her head on her forearm that was resting on her knees, “I don’t know. I don’t think it’s more than that, but it seems like it’s getting more serious. I mean he stays over so often we should start charging him rent. I feel like I see him more than Nancy and Rory between work and home.”

“Is that a good thing or a bad thing?” Harry asked, curiously.

“I don’t know,” she whined, sitting back up, “The girls love him and he’s a lot of fun. And he’s getting better at the kissing thing. I mean, don’t get me wrong, there’s still work to do, but he gets the job done if you know what I mean. Oh my god, speaking of,” Zoey started cackling to herself, “we got caught yesterday.”

“What do you mean ‘you got caught’?” Harry chuckled at the vagueness.

“At work.”

“At work?!” Harry repeated, the sound of shuffling could be heard from his end as if he had quickly sprung up from a seat.

She nodded to herself, wiping away a tear that teetered at the corner of her eye, which was probably a mistake because she now felt sand on her cheek, remembering the incident last night.

“Oh shit! My bad!” Andy apologized to her, shoving the beer bottles he carried into the crook of her arm and wiping at the wet spot he had left on Zoey’s black shirt when he collided into her after she suddenly appeared from the storage closet.  “I was looking for you. You alright? You look like you’ve been crying.” He asked, noticing her flushed face and loose strands of hair dangling from her messy bun.

The storage closet door suddenly opened beside them and Brett stepped out, forehead beaded with sweat, hair tousled, lips red raw, straightening out his shirt. Brett paused when he saw the two standing there, eyes wide like a deer in headlights. Andy’s eyes shot between the two as realization sunk in and he groaned.

“Jesus Christ!” Andy whispered, “Y'all are nasty!”

Brett chuckled and winks as he scooted past them, returning to the busy bar to finish off his shift.

“Sorry, Andy!” Zoey sheepishly smiled, biting her lip.

Andy shook his head, laughing in amusement, “At least one of us has a good sex life. Fix your hair. You look crazy,” he walked away.

Zoey shook her head, snapping back to the present and she chortled, trying to stifle her laughter as she looked over to see all of her friends back on the towels and enjoying their lunch together. 

“It was just a quickie in the storage closet, but we ran into Andy on the way out and it was super embarrassing. I mean, at least it was just Andy and not our manager, but still,” she explained.

“You couldn’t wait a few hours?” Harry laughed.

Zoey giggled, “You gotta do what you gotta do.”

The two finished catching up and Zoey wished him good luck before ending the phone call and heading back to her friends. There was a slight burning feeling on her shoulder blade as the suntan lotion began to wear off and knew she’d have a sunburn tonight. She tossed her phone back in the beach bag and took a spot between Nancy and Rory while the group had laughed about something Andy had said. 

Andy looked over at Zoey and smiled at her grin, “You and Harry talk a lot,” he noted.

“Yeah,” Zoey nodded, picking up her slice of pizza that had now cooled down, though had a little dusting of sand on the top, “We’ve been through a lot of similar situations, so it’s easy to talk to him about it.”

Andy nodded, understandingly, being the only one that knew of Jess. Aurora nodded in agreement, “I like how quickly our little friend group formed and how well we all get along.”

Nancy laughed, “Could you imagine we all hated each other?”

“Imagine them thinking I don’t hate them,” Andy joked, turning towards Zoey and scoffing which caused Nancy to pounce on him. 

This caused an all-out war and Zoey laughed as Nancy chased Andy towards the water and Brett had practically dragged Rory behind them, letting Zoey finish her lunch, happy to be with friends. But she couldn’t help to feel that pang of sadness as she thought about how much Jess would have loved to be apart of this, too. 

The realization hit, nearly knocking the wind out of her. In just over a week it would be Jess’s birthday. The one year anniversary of her best friend’s death. And the happiness she felt just moments before was replaced with gloom. How was she going to manage this?

KEEP READING

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Passchadaele letters between Corbyn and Daniel cause I miss them ~T

I miss these boys so much :( This is a very good insight into their post-war lives so thank you for this! Sorry it took so long! 

(Also, this contains spoilers so only read if you have finished the novel!)

TW // mentions of post-war trauma, PTSD/shellshock, and suicidal thoughts

June 8, 1915

Dear Corbyn,

I hope you are well since arriving home. I am sorry it has been a while for me to write you, things here have been a little crazy. Elizabeth’s alive and well and she picked me up from the train station when we returned. She was sent home early from Belgium and didn’t even know about the bombings of the field hospital. I am so grateful however I can’t find it in myself to feel happy. I’m sure it will fade with time as I settle back into life at home but for now, I will be praying for Christian and Zach and our lost friends.

Elizabeth would love to meet you and your girl one day. She has been absolute thrilled with the idea of making a new friend. We should set something up.

Write me back soon.

Daniel

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June 11, 1915

Dear Daniel,

You have no idea how relieved I was to receive your letter! I was starting to think you got lost on your way home from the train station! It is so good to hear about Elizabeth and her safety and good health. Give her a hug for me and tell her that Christine and I would be more than happy to host the two of you whenever you please. I am sure she will be cleaning and baking for days in preparation!

Is your family well? I can’t imagine any of your pain in regard to Christian and the war. I have been praying for your peace every night. I know you mentioned your father isn’t the easiest man so I am hoping you’re hanging in there and keeping your sanity through Elizabeth!

Corbyn

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June 15, 1915

Corbyn,

I don’t want to bother you with my nonsense, but it’s been hard. They didn’t know of Christian’s passing, so I had to break the news to them. The formal letter came last week, and mother has cried a lot, not even trying to hide it now; I can’t help but feel her sorrow as well. It feels like he’s in my arms sometimes, like I can feel his body weight in my lap and his blood on my hands and the nightmares are worse. Father has had plenty of angry words for me when I cry even when I’ve hidden it the best I could. I just want it all to stop.

Elizabeth is my best distraction and I’m blessed to have her with me. She’s so patient. Her parents treat me like one of their own…I wish my parents were as understanding as hers are. I am going to ask her to marry me tomorrow. I cannot imagine life without her and when I was forced to, the world felt so much darker. I hope she says yes.

Your friend,

Daniel

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June 18, 1915

Dear Friend, Daniel,

That is oh-so exciting about the engagement! I am almost positive she will say yes. Let me know what her exact words were!

You are never bothering me with your letters. You’re like a brother to me and you’re so young, I want to make sure you’re okay; we went through something life changing together, something life ruining together, it’s not easy. You mentioned nightmares? What kind of nightmares, if you don’t mind me asking? I have had a few myself, feeling like I’m back with a rifle in my hand and thousands of lives under my control. Waiting to go over the top. The waiting is the worst.

Just remember that you’re safe now.

Corbyn

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June 21, 1915

Dear Corbyn,

Elizabeth said yes before I even could open my mouth to ask her! We were under the tree in her garden and I had my grandmother’s engagement ring in my pocket and barely pulled it out and she was kissing me and telling me she would love nothing more than to marry me. We are hoping to be married when the war is over. I hope it’s soon. Father wasn’t impressed with the engagement as he never liked Elizabeth and how she and her mother are fighting for the women’s vote. I am proud of her though. Mother and Anna are excited for us which I am glad of. I just can’t wait to get out of this house.

My nightmares contain lots of things. Mostly reliving the Kitchener’s Wood attack where I find myself either on the brink of death with its cold grip around my throat or stabbing that German boy over and over and watching the life drain out of him makes me sick to my stomach. Its every night. I can’t remember the last time I had a good night’s sleep as I always take hours to fall asleep and I wake up in a pool of sweat. Sometimes the dreams are so real I can’t remember where I am when I wake up. Anna says she can hear me screaming in my sleep often. I want it all to stop. I want to forget it all and get away from the haunting memories of the death and the torture and the chilling and never-ending mud. I want my brother back and I want Zach back and I want to be okay again. I can’t remember what happiness feels like, I can’t remember what rest felt like, I can’t remember calmness. I can’t even shave without being scared of the blade. I’m scared of myself and my own capabilities that I know to be true. What would happen if I accidentally slit my throat with it and bled out just like Christian? I can’t bring myself to even touch the shaving kit.

Elizabeth helps all she can, and I love her for it, but I feel so badly for being miserable and for being such a handful and such a burden for her. I can’t bare to tell her about all this in fear of worrying her or scaring her off. She deserves more than me.

D

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June 24, 1915

Daniel,

Listen to me, you’re not a burden to anyone and especially not Elizabeth or to me. It seems you’re suffering from shellshock; it’s a new term that front-line doctors have come up with to describe the mental effects of post-war trauma. You aren’t alone and you’re not the only one going through this, I promise. You aren’t a bad person for killing that German boy. We were ordered to by the government and you hold no responsibility for that. You were fighting for your life and you did what you had to do to survive. You are safe now. Safe with people who love you and are willing to listen to you and care for you. Confide in Elizabeth as much as you confide in me; she has the benefit of being able to be a comfort to you in person. Keep holding on and being the strong man you are; you’re doing great and you will get through this dark patch. I am always here to listen to you and guide you the best I can.

You’re my brother and I love you like my own family.

Your dear friend,

Corbyn

~~

June 30, 1915

Daniel,

I haven’t heard back from you and I’m getting worried. I will stop by your house if I don’t hear word from you in three days. I hope you are just taking some time to yourself with Elizabeth and forgot to reply. Please write me as soon as you get this, even just one word to know you’re still okay.

Corbyn

~~

July 6, 1915

Dear Corbyn,

Mother said you stopped by the other day. I am sorry for worrying you. I have been in bed the last few short weeks because facing the world makes everything feel worse. A woman at the shops had yelled at me, calling me a coward for coming home early when all our other men are still overseas, throwing things at me to get me out of her shop. I think Elizabeth hit her to shut her up, but I can’t remember because I think I blacked out. It all feels hopeless. Father says I’m a disappointment of a son for being such a crybaby; I think he would tell me he would rather me have died in battle than Christian if he wasn’t worried what mother would say to him. I honestly don’t blame him. I wish I did too.

Like you said, I have confided in Elizabeth and she’s been over often to try and help me take my mind off of things. She’s really amazing and I can’t believe she’s mine. I guess things are getting better although it hurts so bad sometimes. Thank you for caring about me so much. I know I have you and Elizabeth when all feels hopeless.

I want to be able to marry her and to watch my kids grow up. I can only pray this war is over soon and I will be able to provide and safe and peaceful life for my children, free from conflict and violence and death. I wouldn’t wish this on my worst enemy.

We may be out of the gunfire but it’s still a struggle to survive at home. Just taking it day by day for now.

Miss you, brother.

Daniel

[premiumpendeja]

The Reunion - Sebastian Stan x reader

A/N: Sebastian in this suit makes me want to yell.

Warnings: some lAngUAge

y/s/n: your school name

y/f/n: your friend’s name

“Y/n! Your phone dinged again! It’s an email!”, I hear my husband of two years call out to me from the kitchen.

“Coming babe!”, I retreat from the bathroom after finishing giving Nova, our rescue pup, a bath and drying her off. I make my way to Seb, slower than usual seeing as I’m almost 6 months pregnant, and check my phone and see it’s an email from the high school I graduated from.

 “Good afternoon Y/n Y/l/n, we would like to inform you that y/s/n will be hosting its 10 year reunion on the first of August at eight PM. We’re excited for you to join us on this evening to rekindle and reminisce. Attached below is the link to RSVP. See you there!``'' I read out loud to a very intrigued Sebastian, who is now holding Nova.

 “They got my name wrong. I’m a proud Stan now.” I say, earning a chuckle from Seb.

“Baby we should go, it’ll be fun. Besides, I wanna see where you spent your so called worst years of your life”.

“I mean, it does sound interesting to go see how my former classmates moved on and I kinda wanna see if anyone aged bad. Is that bad?”

Seb comes over to me and wraps his arms around me and plants a sweet kiss on my lips and places his hands on my ever growing bump, earning a small kick from our little jelly bean.

“Not at all. Is there a dress code involved? Oh shit do I need to wear a suit?” I chuckle and reread the email. Lo and behold, it is a semi formal event.

“It’s semi formal, so I think you should maybe wear that light blue suit you wore to the Endgame premier, it really brings out your eyes and you look scrumptious in it.” I say with a cheeky grin. Sebastian smiles and kisses me once more, earning a small whine from Nova and her trying to squeeze in between our legs. We break apart and Seb picks her up and immediately she starts to lick his face. 

“Welp, we should start planning what we’re gonna wear, it’s in like two days. I’ll RSVP and you call someone to watch over Nova for that night?” Seb nods and takes an excited Nova to our room. I call the number attached to the email and confirm our attendance.

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“Y/n are you ready babe it’s almost 8 and we need to go.” I’m finishing up my last curl as Seb pops his head in the doorway of our bathroom. His eyes go wide when he sees me all dolled up and the vibrant yellow maxi dress I chose to wear accentuates my bump perfectly. He eyes me up and down and I see a mix of love and lust in his crystal blue eyes. He wraps his arms around me and rests his hands on the center of my bump and rests his chin on the top of my head, making me look tiny compared to his massive size.

“My my my Mrs. Stan, you look radiant. Absolutely breathtaking.” I let out a small giggle and melt into his arms. I turn and peck his lips and pull him out of our bathroom and out to the living room where my neighbor stands with Nova in her arms. 

“Oh Mrs. Adams thank you so much for watching little Nova tonight!” Mrs. Adams is the sweetest lady and  was the first person to welcome Seb and I here and she’s helped us with settling in and getting to know our surrounding neighbors on our floor. She even tells us the latest gossip going around our building.

“Not a problem dearie, you kids go enjoy your night out, we’ll be just peachy here.” With that, Seb and I head down to the lobby of our building and make the drive to my old high school. I haven’t been there since I graduated, I hadn’t even visited.

“You nervous bub? It’s totally fine if you are. Seeing old friends for the first time in a decade is pretty nerve wracking, but think about it as exciting to see old pals.” Seb takes my left hand in his right and runs his thumb over my knuckles, grazing over my wedding ring, then brings it to his lips in a sweet kiss. Consider my nerves dissipated. 

We finally make it to y/s/n and notice a few old classmates making their way towards the cafeteria doors, it reminds me of going to homecoming for a second.

Sebastian parks and opens my door for me and leads me to the double doors and ushers me in, like the gentleman he is. Immediately upon entering I see that the whole cafeteria is decorated with balloons and the year we graduated and all that. There’s a whole buffet in the back and tables set up throughout the space. 

Seb and I move to find a table after checking in and it doesn’t take long for people to notice us, seeing as I’m in a bright yellow dress, pregnant, and with Sebastian freaking Stan right next to me with his arm around my waist. My former classmates stop and stare, some with bulging eyes, some with smiles, and some with just pure shock. Part of me is thinking ‘ha look at me now bitches’ and the other part of me doesn’t want the attention towards us.

I hear faint whispers of “is that y/n?” and “oh my god”. Seb smiles at everyone and continues to usher me to the nearest table. 

“I’ll be right back, dragă, I’m gonna make you a plate.” He kisses my forehead and head towards the tables lined with food. While he walks away, a few of my classmates come towards me and vacate the chairs surrounding me, but leaving one empty for Sebastian, I assume.

“Oh my god y/n how’ve you been? You look amazing, you’re glowing!” The first to speak is this girl named Rachel, I remember her from our pep rallies. She was fairly nice to me. 

“I’ve been doing great, thank you, just getting ready for this little one to come, y’know.” I smile politely at the small group formed in front of me.

“How did you and the Sebastian Stan meet? Like, you’re literally married to Bucky Barnes!” Another girl, Erika, gushes. This question seems to get everyone listening intently. I smile at the memory of meeting the love of my life.

“So a few years ago, he was at this ACE comic con and I just so happen to be leaving from work and unfortunately I missed the ticket sales, so I didn’t get to go to the meet and greet but that didn’t matter when I bumped into him as he was leaving and I had a smoothie in my hand, strawberry banana to be exact, and I spilled it on my hoodie and the poor thing felt so bad, he kept apologizing and offering to make it up to me and I was still in shock that I had bumped into him in the first place. After I had snapped out of it, I smiled and told him that it was fine and I saw the opportunity and took it and asked him if we could grab dinner, y’know to make up for my smoothie. He immediately smiled and walked me to his car and took me to one of the restaurants he remembered from his last visit. Luckily it was just my hoodie and not my blouse. So we ate and talked all night, well until the restaurant owner closed up and we just went for a walk and exchanged numbers and the rest is history.” I finished just as Seb came back with two plates of food, setting one down in front of me with a cheeky grin. 

“You telling them our fanfiction-esque meeting? I still feel guilty about your hoodie by the way.” He chuckles as he greets everyone and sits next to me.

Everyone around us is grinning at our exchange and gushing at how cute of a couple we are. 

“Wait til they hear our wedding stories. Oof those are cheesy. So we decided not to get married in a church, we aren’t too traditional, so the beach it was. It was a bit windy that day but we had to suck it up. Our wedding was ocean themed, thus the beach being the location. I shit you not, I cried so hard when I saw her walking down the aisle. I was seconds from bawling, and so was she, she can’t deny it, I have photos.” Seb started to loosen up and feel more comfortable as he told the story and I can’t help but get lost in his voice. 

“Our honeymoon was one for the books. I didn’t Y/n a thing about where we were going. I had packed everything she’d need so she didn’t get to ask. I took her to Santorini. She was floored. She’d always wanted to go and me, being the perfect husband, I made it happen.” Sebastian finished with the cheekiest grin at me and I literally had all heart eyes for him. I looked around at the group in front of us and heard a chorus of ‘aw’s’ and various compliments.

“Oh the surprises didn’t stop there. When we got back from our honeymoon, Seb took me to a dog shelter and let me pick out a dog and I saw this gorgeous little angel, she’s a great dane border collie mix and with one look I knew I needed her. We adopted her and now Nova is our pride and joy. She took it so well when we found out we were having a baby, she never lets me go anywhere in the house alone, sweet thing, and when Seb is traveling she gets even more protective, more so when I started showing. Now she knows she’s gonna be a big sister and always sleeps with her head on my bump.” I feel everyone’s intense gaze on me, and I turn to Seb, who has a glint in his baby blues, looking at me with all the love in the world. 

Soon enough, everyone went to get their own plates of food. At the table we were sitting at, the rest of the seats were taken by my best friend, her husband, two girls,Haley and Lorie, I became friends with later in my high school career and their husbands. There was some mingling, catching up, some laughs, the usual. 

“So Y/n, have you and y/f/n kept in touch since graduation?” Haley asks. I haven’t heard her name in a while now. We used to be really good friends until we just drifted apart. I would try to reach out but keeping in touch with her became difficult and I had hope that inviting her to the wedding would help patch up the loose ends. I feel Seb stiffen a little next to me, and it didn’t go unnoticed by the rest of the table.

“Um, no we haven’t. Not in about a year now. I tried to keep in touch with her and her family but I assumed she was always busy y’know. I sent a wedding invitation to her parent’s house in hopes that they’d see it and tell her about it, ‘cause I assumed she regularly visits them. I stopped by after a week in hopes to run into her but her parents said she wasn’t home and invited me to stay for lunch. I accepted of course and caught up with them, told them what the deal was and they promised to talk to her, I mentioned to them the invitation was for all of them, if they wanted to, of course, and they thanked me and sent some leftovers with me. The wedding was getting closer and I still tried to get ahold of her and nothing, her parents R.S.V.P’d so I had assumed she knew. Wedding day came and I made sure there was a seat for her just  in case because I didn’t know if she was going to come, I’d hoped so, but all that dissipated when I noticed an empty seat next to her mom and I decided to drop it altogether.” By the time I finished telling the table, Seb was holding me hand reassuringly, my best friend was shaking her head disappointedly seeing as she was there when it happened and the rest were in shock. Seb was just as upset, if not more, as me when it happened and I remember her family apologizing profusely and I didn’t want them to feel worse so I just waved it off the best I could, but I knew they saw through it all. They promised they’d give her an earful and bid us their congrats and goodbyes. I haven’t forgiven her, even when she finally returned my calls and agreed to meet up with me. It was mostly me calling her out and her making excuses. I left it at that and from that point I haven’t spoken to her.

As the night goes on, I’ve caught up with most of the people I shared classes with and had a fair share of girls I never spoke to come up to me and act as if we’ve been friends for ages, just a little show for Seb and it made me want to laugh because Seb was clearly ignoring their little acts and kept his arm around me, making sure his wedding band was in view.

Right before the reunion ended, I was walking to find Seb so we could go home, but not before I bumped into Y/f/n. She seemed surprised at first, then a small smile and I could have sworn she looked a little guilty??

“Y/n, how’ve you been? It’s been a while, congrats on your baby.” She spoke as if nothing happened and I couldn’t care less if I’m being honest. I just smiled and thanked her and walked off. Well, waddled off to find my husband to get the hell out of here.

From a few tables away I see Seb talking to a few of the guys and smiles sweetly at me when I reach his line of vision.

“Hey angel, you ready to go?” He seemed to have seen the look on my face and knew exactly what had happened. I nod and grab my purse and hand him the keys. We say goodbye to everyone and finally make our way home. The car ride isn’t silent but it’s not filled with the usual boisterous conversation.

When we actually step foot in our apartment, Nova comes barreling towards us and Mrs. Adams is watching Family Feud in the living room. She notices us and greets us with her warm smile and we thank her for taking care of Nova and she waves it off with a smile and retreats next door.

“Baby, are you okay, you’ve been quiet the whole ride home, what happened?” Seb steps in front of me while placing his warm hands on my bump, earning some kicks from our lovebug. I wrap my arms around his neck and let out a sigh.

“I ran into her. She acted as if nothing happened. I just left her there and went to you. I wanted nothing of it. This was one hell of a reunion, I guess.” I whispered. Seb wraps me in his loving embrace and kisses the top of my head and helps me out of my dress and does my night routine for me. I love when he pampers me like this, he’s so loving in all his actions that it nearly brings me to tears. Nearly. While I’m changing into one of his shirts and sweats, he’s already waiting for me in our bed. Once I lay down he pulls me towards him and wraps his arm around my bump and holds me.

“I’m so proud of you, dragă. I love you so much.” He whispers as I drift off.

[sweetalnazar]

What about the main 6 reacting to their normally shy and sweet S/O being a complete badass? I keep thinking about Julian just being SHOOK by it.

This is literally my JAM THANK YOU


Hcs for the main 6 & their cute, yet totally badass s/o coming right up:

ASRA

- Asra’s very protective of you, so it’s likely the chance to show off your badassery doesn’t come that often. He knows you quite well, he may even be aware of your fighting skills or physical strength, but he’s used a mixture of his reputation & favors to make sure you don’t get into any serious trouble

- However, there comes a day when you can’t avoid getting into a scuffle, & just as he’s abt to jump in to protect you, your opponent is already lying on the floor, just as shocked as he is


- He’ll stand there open-mouthed, before snapping back to his senses & whisking you away from the crowd, & possible retaliation. Once you’re somewhere a little more secluded, he’ll pull you in close & laugh with a mixture of relief + awe

- “You’re incredible,” he’ll say, breathless, his eyes shining with pride & affection ♡✧( ु•⌄• ) Sometimes he forgets you can take care of yourself, & when he’s reminded it, you never fail to amaze him


- Maybe the earlier tumble is starting to stir a commotion. Asra will take one glance at the growing crowd, then kiss you & pull you away, the two of you laughing as you run back to the safety of your shop


NADIA

- Normally, Nadia puts herself in the role of protector when it comes to you. You’re so so gentle & soft, she would never let anything happen to you. Lbr it’s also nice leaving things to her & letting her take care of you

- But when she finds out her cute, shy s/o is a badass & can hold their own? She LOVES it. She is super impressed & absolutely delighted. She’ll be fawning all over you, complimenting you & telling you how wonderful you are


- She’ll kiss your biceps, or run her hand over your muscles. Regardless how toned or fit you are, she’ll quietly tell you how strong & amazing she finds you, calling you some kind of endearment: “my warrior”, “my strong magician”, “my fearless champion”


- She might also ask if you’d like to demonstrate your skills/strength more often, maybe with a little wrestling match or some sparring with Nadia herself *winkwink* Fair warning, those matches will get v v hot, in more ways than one (˵¯͒〰¯͒˵)


- Nadia can protect herself fine, but after knowing you can too? She likes leaving the fights to you now, mostly bc she adores the look on your opponents’ faces when you take them down. Everyone underestimates you & their reaction to the usually sweet apprentice flipping them over? Priceless


JULIAN

- Omg YES YES YES he would def be shook. He is a mother hen who insists on getting in fights himself, regardless how much you tell him you can helps as well. He’s the sort of dumbass who will get into all kinds of trouble while simultaneously making sure you stay well out of it

- Until the day he gets in wayyy over his head, and you have to step in. He opens his mouth, trying to get to his feet to stop you before a fist hits your face. To his surprise, you stop your opponent in their tracks & effortlessly pin them to a table


- He is confused, shocked, and likely horny ⁄(⁄ ⁄•⁄-⁄•⁄ ⁄)⁄ Part of him wants to be in your opponent’s place. Once he regains his bearings, he rushes towards you, only to be swept up in how cool & badass you look while you ask him if he’s alright

- Did it suddenly get hot in here? His face flushes & he starts stammering incoherently, as you release your opponent & smoothly escort him away from the establishment

- He might reprimand you for getting into danger, but concede that you can take care of yourself. Afterwards, he’s def gonna want you to put that strength to good use in the bedroom, or anywhere else you might find yourself banging


MURIEL

- Muriel generally avoids ppl, therefore avoiding conflicts in the process. But if the situation does call for it, he can be asked to get physical. Since he’s bigger & seems stronger, it just seems natural that the fighting would be left to him

- But if you take over & he sees you’re perfectly capable of defending yourself (and him!), he might actually breathe a sigh of relief. He doesn’t like fighting & only does it out of pure necessity. Knowing that you can take care of yourself is a burden off him

- It’ll take him some time getting used to it tho! He may feel like jumping in & doing it himself out of habit

- After a while, he’ll be able to hold back better, waiting on the sidelines in case you need backup or a bandage. He might nag you too while he’s patching you up tho. Don’t take his words to heart, he’s just a worrywart

- He might not admit it, but Muriel likes being protected. He feels safe & reassured, which are hard things to come by for him. Plus, he knows you’ll always be gentle w him ू(ʚ̴̶̷́ .̠ ʚ̴̶̷̥̀ ू)


PORTIA

- Depending on your reputation, she may or may not be surprised to find out you’re a badass (she keeps her ear close to the ground after all!)

- If she has little to no clue, she will be stunned, possibly staring open-mouthed with shock, a slight blush creeping up her neck. Once she’s recovered, she’ll tease you abt what other things you’re keeping from her~

- If you feel like showing up in front of her, go ahead! She’ll ooh & aah at the appropriate moments, showering you w compliments. Just don’t get too carried away, there are limits to these sort of things

- Need a tag team buddy for a fight? She’s your girl. Portia is fierce & fairly strong to boot. Trust her & learn to coordinate both your movements, & you two will be Vesuvia’s best battle couple in no time!

- After wins, she’ll jump into your arms & yell abt how you two are the best o(≧∇≦o) After losses, she might be grouchy, but a hug & some comforting words do wonders. Patching each other up becomes a shared couple activity, & you two will joke over the injuries or highlights from the fight

- What’s certain is that after every fight, Portia will def want a drink, usually her treat. Nothing celebrates a win or comforts a loss like a pint of beer in her opinion


LUCIO

- He’s always bragging abt how amazing & godlike he is on the battlefield, so sometimes he’ll pick fights for fun. Since he’s the count, more often than not, ppl will defer to him

- One time, someone does take him up on the challenge, much to his surprise. He’s slow to react, so you step in instead & defeat the challenger w/o much fuss. He’s speechless at first, but quickly reprimands you for stealing his spotlight & glory how dare you sir

- After he gets over his tantrum, he’ll still be sore abt the incident. He might actually make you promise to NEVER show him up like that again

- Later on, once he’s cooled down, he won’t stop bragging abt you to literally everyone you meet. When he introduces you at functions, he’ll be like “Have you met my adorable spouse? Cute, aren’t they? Don’t get too close, they can kick your ass across the room (•̀⌄•́)”

- Ofc he’ll also emphasize that you two are a ‘team’ & equals in terms of badassery, even if you’re not. Let him have it. He just wants some attention, & deep down, he really does want the two of you to be a team, to be equals. It’s just hard for him to admit it w his planet-sized ego

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[petersshirts]

Fic Recs 2018 by You!!

It’s the last day of 2018 and two days ago, I posted a form so you could send me all your favourite fics and tell me what you liked about them the most!! I hope you all have a happy new year and this year is filled with love and happiness for all of you!!

These are all your words, I’m just writing them down for you! But I definitely need to read all these stories!!

Ground Rules by @madmadmilk

Forever by @starksparker

„I was reading this fanfic when it was still coming out and I’ve never been a part of such a large community. There were moms created and hundreds of people asking what was going to happen, so much that the author had to create a thing especially telling everyone to piss off because she wasn’t spoiling the story. I’ll forever hold that experience!! Kaylee, you’re absolute wonderful!!“        - a reader

Waking Up Next To The Enemy by @hollandbabesblog

Safe With Me by @bitsandbobsandstuff

„It’s a series and honestly, i loved the whole damn thing. I read this pic while I was going through a rough patch in my life and really, this took my mind away from all that bad stuff. Thank you!“ - a reader

Beneath The Waves by @cosmetologynerd

„It was the first and only mermaid au I’d read and ultimately inspired me to write my own mermaid au. I just remember really enjoying the concept bc most ppl write boxer and mob aus, wish more people appreciated it!! thank you so much for sharing and inspiring me!!“ - a reader

The Montreal Problem by @hollandorks

„The epilogue was sweet and it was the first pic I ever read!! I was hella depressed at that time and whoever you are, you introduced me to something that made me a little less sad so thanks! x“ - a reader

Nervous by @5sosdollface

„I love the scene when’re Y/N falls off the bike and shawms’s so adorable about the whole thing! This pic just humanises Shawn so much, I sorta forget he’s a popstar. I would love if you continued Nervous & Druglord! Your writing is so interesting and I love it so much!“ - a reader

Sweet Ophelia by @bisexualparkers

„I can tell that she puts a lot of care into her writing and I can’t wait to read more of this pic! Keep up the good work Ellie! x“ - a reader

Remember When by @h-osterfield

„Basically every flashback was my favourite scene oh my, it always kept me on edge of my seat as I was waiting to understand why things went south between Tom and the reader. I really like the trope and the way it was written and I just really fell in love with it. Also, your writing is awesome, you always make me happy and I never get bored of reading your stuff (please fix things in the art of pretending please please please)“ - a reader

Companion by @thottybarnes

„I love the whole damn thing, it’s fucking amazing and hits me right in the feels. You’re doing amazing sweetie, this is so so good, it’s on my list of favourite fics ever!!“ - a reader

Can I Have A Kiss by @starksparker

„I love your writing, it’s amazing!! All your series and one-shots always flow beautifully and I strive to write like you!! Much love x“ - a reader

Write Me A Lullaby by @ugly-crying-over-bucky-barnes

„It’s the first pic I ever read that was written by her and eventually led to us being mutuals. Keep going Jill! You’ll get the appreciation you deserve soon enough!!“ - a reader

Tear In My Heart by @prettyyoungtragedy

„Everything was amazing about the series!! Maya just has this writing gift and it really shows her work. She’s one of my favourite writers on here and I adore everything she posts. She deserves all the love and support there is on this hell site.“ - a reader

Bloom by @twilightparker

„My favourite Chapter was Chapter 6:Blue-unravelling hearts! It was so beautifully written! It’s so special because it’s about falling in love and that’s always special to me. Keep up the amazing work!! xx“ - a reader

Fuck You… and your metal Peg Leg by @jaybird6232

„I’ve always loved Pirates Of The Caribbean, so seeing a Stucky Story about pirates really made me enjoy it. Keep pushing through!! Love you“ - a reader

The First Punch by @starksparker

„The story is quite unique and I love her way of writing!! She ‚s just amazing!!“ - a reader

His second choice by @moonkissedtom

Serenity by @spideypeach

„I didn’t quite know what to write above, I was just drawn into the pic and I loved it! I mean, the story is just captivating and I would love to read more and more of her writing!!“ - a reader

Thank you all so much for sending in your favourite fics and said a few nice words about them, I bet that all the writers appreciate it a lot!! Happy New Year everyone!! x

[likethetailofacomet]

Brave For You - Part 3

Author’s Note: FIRST AND FOREMOST, LET IT BE SAID THAT THIS IS NOT CONGRUENT WITH THE WORLD OF LEARNING TO LOVE AGAIN. That is why this is a Riley and Drake story, not Claire and Drake. So this is something that happened completely out of the blue. I was listening to music this afternoon and Brave for You by The XX came on, and I was hit with this story. It came to me like a music video, haunting and strange. I suggest listening to the song before/during or after you read. 

Warning: character death, lots of angst. thank you all for sticking through this with me! 

Pairing: Drake x Riley, Liam x Olivia

Word Count: 3,517

“Thank you, Liv...” She wiped at her eyes with the back of her hand and cleared her throat. Riley had just dropped Austin off at the palace for a sleepover with Phillip. He’d been so excited to see his best friend and his aunt and uncle and the 5 year old twin Princesses Lorelei and Zofia , that he hadn’t seemed to notice that Riley had been off that morning. She woke up in a cloud. It hadn’t happened in a long time, but today was different. She tried not to feel guilty as she decided that she needed to have time to herself, needed to have someone else watch Austin for a bit, needed a break. He’d run inside with Phillip, the two of them babbling about the new games they were going to play. “Bye, Mom!” he’d called, waving behind him. He was growing up, changing, getting older. “It’s...” she sighed, shaking her head, her long, dark braid swinging. “This year’s a bad one.” She shrugged and looked down at her shoes. Eight years. “Sometimes it feels like it was yesterday, Liv. And sometimes I have these dreams, these... god, they’re like memories... of him holding Austin as a baby, or of them throwing a ball or roasting marshmallows or...” she trailed off, tears cutting off her words. “I know it’s not real, but Liv, it feels so real. Sometimes I feel like I’m just waiting for him to come home…Sometimes I can’t believe he was ever mine at all…” Oh, Brooks, I was. I am. She let out a ragged breath as she heard his voice. If he was there and she was saying these things, she knew that he’d pin her to the nearest wall and kiss her until those thoughts were the furthest thing from her mind. Her lips tingled and she brought her fingertips to them as if she could feel the heat of his breath.

Olivia had put her hand on Riley’s shoulder. “Don’t mention it, Ri. You don’t have to explain anything to me. Or Liam. You just have to take each day as it comes. And, Riley?” She squeezed her shoulder, giving her a little shove. Riley looked up at her. “You’re doing amazing. He’d be so proud of you, you know?”

“I don’t want him to be proud, Liv…I want him.” She toyed with the ring on her necklace, slipping it on and off of her pinky finger.

“I know. I know you do. Hell, Ri, he was a thorn in my side my whole damn life,” she laughed good naturedly. “But damn, I miss that thorn.”

Riley blew out a breath and nodded. “Some days are fine, you know? And I feel good and I feel strong and brave and invincible with his love and with Austin. And then I feel guilty for being so strong, Liv. Somedays I want to curse him when I hear his voice in my head. I want him to just shut up sometimes. But…he’s always right…whenever I think about what he’d say and I hear him so clearly…he’s always right.”

“So listen to him then, Ri.” Olivia gave her a pointed look and Riley swallowed the tears that she was fighting.

She was about to respond when a loud crash echoed through the hall behind them followed by two small voices shouting “It wasn’t us!” made Olivia pivot on the spot. “It absolutely was you! Dukes and Princes can still be put in time out by the Queen, you know!” she called before turning back to Riley. “Time to go see what they broke.” She gave her friend a small smile. “Go get some rest, Ri. Go take care of yourself, okay? We’ll drop Austin off tomorrow morning.”

Riley had thanked Olivia again before the Queen headed in the direction of the boys’ mischief, leaving Riley standing alone in the palace entryway. She slowly spun around and took in the gilded picture frames, the marble inlays in the floor, the crystal chandeliers. See that chip in the molding, Brooks? His eyes were shining and his smile was slightly lopsided and he was drunk but he was the happiest she’d seen him. Indoor football match when Liam and I were about eight or nine. We caused so much trouble. She’d grabbed the lapels of his shirt then and asked him if he wanted to cause any more trouble, before pressing her lips to his and feeling his exhale before he gave in to the kiss with passion and tenderness, fingers running over the braids of her hair.

Riley took a deep breath and returned to the present thinking about how Austin and Phillip will have their own stories to tell one day. The time they dented the suit of armor in the great hall, or the time they bumped into that vase in the library. Despite how deep in her missing him she was, Riley let a faint smile pull across her lips. She imagined the familiar, genuine laugh that would rumble from Drake’s chest, the way he’d shake his head, one hand behind his neck as he would try to stay serious enough to discipline the boys. Her smile grew as she realized that he would never have been the disciplinarian. Not her marshmallow. Good thing they have you and Liv, Brooks, or those boys would be running the country.  

That night she fell asleep in the well-worn blue button down that she kept in her top drawer. It was missing a button and one of the seams was torn, and there was a patch in the back that was so threadbare it was hardly holding together. But she’d never part with it. It hadn’t smelled like him in ages, but it didn’t need to anymore. It was still his and she could still feel him in it. I could get used to that, you know, he’d said the first and only time he’d seen her in one of his shirts. She’d  Get used to what, Walker? She’d responded, looking over her shoulder at him. The way you look in my clothes, he’d answered, arms coming around her as he pulled her body flush against his own. She settled further into the shirt, further into the blankets, and let the memory of his embrace and the comfort of his shirt lull her to sleep. Sweet dreams, my brave girl.

The next morning the buzzing of her phone pulled her from her dreams enough to press the green button, but not enough to register the name on the caller I.D. Still half asleep, she answered, “Good morning, Drake,” her voice think with sleep. It had been a good dream.

The caller cleared their throat. “Ri-Riley?”

She sat bolt upright then, realizing what she’d done, heart burning in her chest. “So-sorry…Sorry, Liam…”

“It’s okay, Riley…Are you alright?” she could feel the concern coming from her King.

She pressed her free hand to her forehead before running it through her hair. Her heart was steadying out as she exhaled slowly. “Yeah…yeah I’m alright, Liam.” She checked the clock on the bedside. 6 am. “It everything okay with Austin?”

“Yes, yes, Austin is fine, sorry to worry you it’s just…” there was a pause and a sigh.

“Just what, Li?”

“Just…Riley, last night after the boys went to sleep I was sitting in my study going over some things for the trip to Italy next week…and Austin wandered down, said he couldn’t sleep. He uh…well, Riley, he asked me to tell him what happened to Drake.”

Riley felt the air go stale in her lungs. Deep breaths, Brooks, Its okay. She tried to speak but she couldn’t.

“Riley? Are… are you there?”  Liam’s voice was strained. It couldn’t have been easy for him, and Riley instantly felt selfish for not thinking about how it was weighing on him.  

“I’m here, Liam,” she cleared her throat to try to get a little more volume out of her voice. “I’ll um…I’ll come to you, right now,  and we can talk, okay?”

He’d agreed and they’d ended the call. Riley closed her eyes and there he was. Brooks, he needed to know the truth. Now you have to show him how to be brave about it. She could feel his palm against her cheek, could feel the way his thumb and fingers would gently close around her chin to tilt her face and make her look at him. She could feel the way his eyes would wash over her like the crashing of an ocean wave. I’m so sorry, Brooks, I’m so sorry I had to do what I did. She let out the breath she’d been holding and opened her eyes. She knew he was sorry, but she didn’t fault him. She knew there was no way he’d let anything happen to her. She knew, because if the tables were turned, she would have done the same. She knew because of the fierce desire to protect her son that she felt as soon as his little wriggling form was laid on her chest. She knew, because that’s what love really was; it was passion and companionship, it was trust and warmth and intimacy, but it was also sacrifice and bravery and strength, and she needed to make sure that Austin knew these things.

The drive to the palace had been quiet, Riley sipping her coffee and trying to organize her thoughts. When she arrived, Liam was waiting in the entrance hall, sitting on one of the steps. He was dressed as casually as she’d ever seen him, the hour still being early, in black sweatpants and a light blue tee, and it made him look younger. Riley came to sit next to him and rested her head against his shoulder. “Hey,” she said quietly.

Liam took a breath in through his nose, her head rising with his chest and shoulders. “Hey, Riley” he responded. He put his arm around her and gave her a quick hug before releasing her. She sat back up as she did.

“So, tell me what happened,” she asked him, looking directly into his deep, nearly black eyes.

He sighed. “I told him the truth, Ri. He asked me how Drake died, and I couldn’t…I couldn’t lie or leave anything out.” He hesitated, searching her face for a sign of whether or not it was the right thing to do.  She nodded and he continued. “I didn’t want to dishonor what he did for us, Riley.” The way he said “us” sent ripples through her heart, and she knew that this was just as important to him as it was for her. At first she had felt guilty that Austin had come to Liam about this, guilty that he hadn’t come to her, that Liam would be burdened with the task. But now, now she felt that this was better. She felt like maybe Liam needed it as much as Austin did, and even though she always saw herself sharing the truth with her son, she found herself feeling glad that it had been Liam. “I told him that some really bad people were trying to overthrow crown, and to do so they were trying to kill you and I…and that,” he ran a hand over his face before shaking his head, eyes downcast. “I told him that his father saved our lives, but that it cost him his. That he took the bullets meant for us…” he looked back up at her. “That we’re only alive because of him.”

Riley felt like breaking. Stay strong, my brave girl. She hugged Liam tightly. “Thank you, Liam,” she whispered. “Thank you for teaching him about his father. Thank you for being there for him…” she pulled back and looked into his eyes, seeing tears pooling there. She wiped them away even as she choked back the tears that threatened to fall from her own eyes. “Thank you for being there for me…and for Drake.” He choked as she thanked him. “Liam, Drake loved you, you know that.” I sure did, brother. They had sat there for a few more minutes, leaning on one another physically and emotionally. I love you both. I love you all.

Eventually Riley stood, reaching her hand down to Liam. He took it and she helped him up. Atta girl, Brooks. “Is he in Philip’s room?” Liam nodded. He was about to ask her if he should go get him when she said “I’ll get him, if that’s okay?” He nodded again and Riley squeezed his hand with a small smile and headed towards where her son was sleeping. She opened the Prince’s door and her heart warmed at the sweet, angelic sleeping faces of The Walker and Rhys boys, Phillip stretched out like a starfish in his bed, Austin curled up in a ball on the guest bed that was brought in whenever they had sleepovers. She knelt down next to Austin and brushed his shaggy brown hair away from his face, leaning down and brushing her lips to his forehead. He didn’t wake right away, so she kissed him again, realizing that these moments were fleeting because of how fast he was growing, and she knew better than most that time was fickle and it was never promised. She brushed her fingers along his face and this time he stirred, opening his eyes partially-just like his father, they would stay only partially opened until he saw daylight, or, when he got older presumably, until he has a cup of coffee. “Hey buddy,” she said softly.

“Hey, mom,” he yawned, stretching out from the tight ball he was in.

“Hey, I heard you and Uncle Liam had a talk last night. About Dad.” She was still brushing her fingers against his forehead, happy about the fact that he wasn’t asking her to stop. He huffed and his eyebrows came together as he nodded, shifting to sit up in the bed. Riley sat on the mattress next to him, wrapping her arms around him. He threw his arms around her, too, and hid his face in her shoulder. “Hey, Aus, it’s okay, baby.” She rubbed his arm and kissed the top of his head, a hot knife slicing through her at his reaction. Show him, Brooks. Show him how to be brave. His words fortified her and she could feel his arms around them both. “Hey, how about we take a walk and talk about it. How does that sound?” She felt him nod against her. “Okay.” She took him to the hall with the cracked molding and started with the story of how it got that way. She wanted to start with a smile. She wanted to start by showing him that it was alright that he’d asked Liam, because Liam knew Drake just as well as Riley. Better maybe. No one’s ever known me like you know me, Brooks, but Liam comes close.

“So, you see, baby,” she had transitioned to the topic of Drake’s sacrifice, “Your Dad, he…he was protecting the people he loved most. And,” she stooped down so that she could look into his eyes, the soft brown depths showing much more comprehension and compassion and feeling that your average eight year old’s would. “And, he didn’t even know it at the time, but he was protecting you, too, buddy. Because you’re also who he loves most.”

Austin scrunched his face up thoughtfully. “Mom?”

“Yeah, Aus?”

“My Dad really was a hero, huh?” He was looking at her, his head cocked to the side, hair flopped.

“Yes, baby. He was very, very brave. And strong. And his love is the reason why I can be so brave and so strong. It’s the reason why you are so brave and so strong.”

“Mom?” He was shuffling from foot to foot. “Do you miss Dad?”

Riley closed her eyes and exhaled through her nose before opening her eyes again. “I do, Austin. I miss him every single day. But, you know what? He’s with me every day, too. In my heart and in my memories…and in you, buddy. You are just like your Dad. You’re just like him.” She hugged him tightly and the two of them headed home. So proud of you, Brooks.

That day felt as far away as any when ten years later, during Prince Philip’s eighteenth birthday celebration, three masked assassins came to try to finish what Drake had stopped. Riley felt the world slow, felt time stop as she registered the movement of a gun being drawn and pointed at where the young prince was standing- right next to her son. Without thinking, she ran forward, his name leaving her lips in a desperate cry, “Austin! No!” In one fell swoop, she launched herself through the air, tackling both boys out of the way just in time for the gun to go off. She was brought back to the night of Liam’s coronation, Drake’s voice calling her name as he shoved her out of the way of the gun that was pointed at her chest. Riley! The sound of the gunshot broke the illusion of the past and she landed on the floor in a heap on top of the boys. She felt the burning sensation spreading through her side as she looked down and saw red. Behind them, Bastien and four members of the King’s Guard were handling the attackers. She struggled to keep her eyes open as they searched for Austin’s, needing to make sure he was okay. “Mom? Mom?!” he sounded terrified, but okay, and that was enough for her. Unable to fight, she let her eyes slip closed.

Light. Warm and golden. And no pain- not in her side where she’d been shot, not in her heart where Drake had been cut from her life. Just light and warmth and…Brooks? She turned and the light faded and there he was. Drake. She gasped and her chest heaved. “Drake?” tears were falling from her clear blue eyes and her voice shook with disbelief. “Drake? Is that really…” she stepped forward and he did the same, his arms coming around her, solid and sure.

“Brooks,” he was kissing her face, her eyes, her lips. “Riley…my girl, oh god how I’ve missed you, Brooks.” He held her so tightly to him she thought she might melt into him, thought he might fuse her to himself and keep her with him always.

“Oh, Drake…Drake, I’ve missed you too,” she was kissing him, now, his chin and his cheeks and the spot behind his ear. “How are you…How are we… Drake oh, Drake…I love you. I love you so, so much. You know that, right? You’ve always known it, right?”

He pulled back to look down at her, tracing her face with his fingertips, running his thumb over her lips. She’d gone back to red. He smiled. “Of course I know it, Brooks. I feel you, right here.” He indicated his heart before caressing her face with his palm. She saw him swallow, saw a pained look pass over his face. “But Brooks…you can’t stay here…you know that, right?”

Riley felt his words like a slap, and as much as it hurt, she knew he was right. “I know,” she said quietly, her lips quivering. “But I want to stay with you…I need you…I’ve needed you for so long.”

“Oh, Brooks, you have me, my brave girl,” he held her close again. “But he still needs you, our boy. He still needs you to show him the way, Brooks. No one can but you.”

Riley suddenly turned and looked back in the direction that she was facing when she got to the room of light, panic spreading through her chest like a web. “Austin,” she gasped and spun back to Drake. “Austin, is…is he…did I…?”

“You saved his life, Brooks. And Phillip’s…You’re so damn brave, Riley,” he kissed her slowly and softly- the kind of kiss he’d been holding onto for eighteen years. “But you have to go back now, Brooks. You have to be brave one more time, okay? Please, for me.”

She looked up at his eyes at the word please, and she knew there was nothing she could do or say. “Okay,” she whispered, with a nod. “Okay, Drake.”

“I love you, Riley.” He picked up the ring around her neck and took the chain off of her. Opening the clasp, he took the ring and slid it from the chain and onto her finger, then closed the chain and put it around his own neck. “I always will.”

As soon as the words had left his lips, her eyes opened and she was in a white hospital room. The slumped over, sleeping form of her lanky teenaged son was sitting in the chair next to her, his hand loosely clasped around her fingers. Tears pricked her eyes as she looked down at their hands and saw the ring that she’d been wearing around her neck glinting up at her from her hand.

Be brave, Brooks. I love you.

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[thexsisters]

2017

A lot has happened in 2017 for me. I started the year out getting incredibly sick and I had my first ever foot injury without being in any kind of sports. Haha. The month of January was awful. Let me tell you. But some of you know. Because you were there for me.

A few months speeding up to March and something really scary happened to my grandpa. Something that I wasn’t sure he could come back from. You guys helped me. Some of you more than others but what matters was that some of you reached out. Even if it was just once and only for a few minutes. Lord knows you all have your own lives too.

My grandpa is now nearly back to the way he was. It’s our miracle of 2017 for sure. I then went to the beach for the first time ever in May and it was a blast! I can’t wait to go to a different beach next year. As long as I don’t see any sharks because for real I may live in Ohio but sharks are my greatest fear, okay???

August started out as one of the most thrilling months of 2017 but within a week it became the worst month of 2017. I had been waiting to move out for so long and when I finally got my chance, I was played and lied to. Like usual. I think on some level I’m cursed. For reals. But anyway, August sucked. But you guys were there. You were. You got me through it.

2017 was also the year I finally learned what all the hype was about this group called BTS. I knew they were popular but I was just so hooked on VIXX that I wasn’t really ready to listen to anything else. And then I came back from my beach vacation in May and the Billboard awards was on. I was like “Oh cool! Kpop is making us proud with that BTS group!” And that was all it took for me to become a baby Army~

In the process of getting sucked into the fandom, I have met so many wonderful people! Army is a fandom that, like many, have good apples and bad apples. But I’m one of the lucky ones that have met nothing but good apples~ I’m very fortunate for that. Thank you. From the bottom of my heart. You guys put up with my Jungkook spams and BTS trash posts in general. Haha!

Thank you

@grxnadxs

Chrissy. My adorable turtle with the cute shell~ Sometimes I imagine us just chilling in your shell while you tell me about things like your book cause I’m a huge fangirl, okay? But not just your book, I often imagine us talking about life and how I wish I could do more for you as a friend. If I could tattoo any quote to your body, it would be the famous quote by Christopher Robin. “You are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think.” You fight so many battles in your life. And even when you don’t always win those battles, you never give up the war. That takes real bravery, strength, and smarts. Gosh Chrissy. You’re one of the smartest girls I know. But I also know how anxiety has it’s way of clouding those smarts. Turning us into mumbling stumbling sheep who’ve lost our way. But this year you’ve kicked some major butt, okay? You got a job! You stared your enemies in the eye and you said “F*** you.” You went to that job fair, you got that interview, and you got that job. THE Chrissy that I know can do anything she sets her mind to got a job! I’m so proud of you, girl. This is our second Christmas as friends and you’re forever one of my best friends. There are still many battles to be fought, but let’s fight them together, okay?

@fluorvte

Laura. My skanky skank. The Sushi Mama. Sadly I did not get to spend as much of 2017 with you as I would have liked. Being what I believe is 6 hours apart makes things difficult, I know. But of course we always make it work. Bless you and Chrissy for throwing me that birthday party. You guys know how much I loved our AIM chats. Sadly AIM is a thing of the past now. But at least we have the memories in our head and our hearts. That birthday party meant so much to me. You made time out of your busy life for me. That means so much. I miss you. It’s probably selfish of me to say but it’s true. I try to be okay with it. I know you’re busy. But you’ll always be my owl that watches over me. You’re still sitting on my desk with Chrissy. I have those stuffed turtle and snow owl on my desk at work. So that I have you guys with me always~ No matter how often we don’t talk, I know you’re always with me. Thanks for being such an amazing friend and an amazing writer. You never fail to blow me away with your writing.

@intoyxurheart

Where do I even start with you? Aigoo. So much has happened that it feels like we’ve known each other for years. In fact it feels so long ago that I barely remember how we first started talking. Isn’t that awful? Haha. But I do indeed remember me approaching you first. I had been checking the people who were following me but had yet to actually approach me. So I thought I’d hit you up with an instant message here on tumblr. And that’s all it took. Here we are now. Several months later and we have so many ships and it makes me feel fuzzy. You, Chrissy, and one other person are the only ones who put up with all my crazy ideas and I’ll never be able to thank you enough for putting up with that because I know my imagination can get pretty wild and out there. You are most certainly my blessing from 2017. Being strong for me so that I can be strong for my friends and family. I can’t tell you enough how precious you are. Don’t let anyone tell you any different because my opinion is the only one that matters. Haha! Let’s have many more Christmases together, okay?

@hyohyorp

Oh sweet pea I’m so sorry. 2017 wasn’t good to us and I’m so very sorry for that. Things happened and I was still trying to find my way with how I wanted to rp male muses and you were my guinea pig most of the time. But you really stuck by me. And I just want you to know how appreciative I am of you and all your endless patience with me. Our time zones make rping live really difficult but you put up with it anyway. I’m so proud of you for making your multimuse blog. I bet you’re having a blast, right? heehee It’s so good to see you having a blast and enjoying yourself. I knew you’d love it. And hopefully 2018 will be full of fun moments for Taekwoon and Hyosung~

@gcholdtrops

I’m squealing and flailing cause like I don’t even know where to start, okay??? You’ve grown to be one of my idols. I’ll never forget how our story first started. The first chapter was honestly me watching you pop up on my list of recommendations provided by tumblr. I’d click your blog and instantly start sweating because like um hello. You’re totally above me and like I just didn’t think I’d ever be able to be worthy of your writing. Like I totally believed I wasn’t worth being in your ring of writers. Everything about you is amazing and I just couldn’t. Too chicken. Couldn’t do it. But one day I got the fuzzy dice to finally approach you. And I’m glad I did. Because here I am. And I’m still such a fangirl, okay? You’re always going to be my idol. I’ll never forget that first meme reply. I remember reading it over and over again on my lunch hours at work. Smiling like an idiot and being floored every time I read it. Our cuties are so naughty and cute and gosh I ship it hard core. Seulgi isn’t naughty in her other ships but dang she channels her inner BoA when she’s with her handsome composer.~ Let’s always be rp partners, Army, and most importantly friends.

@butlersrus

Waaah~ I know we don’t talk much out of character but from what I’ve seen, you’re absolutely precious! In fact I know so little that I don’t even know if you’re male or female so I do apologize. But this is about the people who’ve touched my life and been there for me this year and you’re one of them. Whether I know anything about you or not. And you deserve to be recognized. Much like with the cutie mentioned above you, I kept watching your blog pop up in my list of recommendations. Sooo many times I’d click your blog and nibble my nails nervously because like dang what if you thought I was weird or something. Like what if our muses weren’t compatible. But wow was I wrong. Like I die a fangirl’s death every time I see Seulgi with Shownu because I keep trying to blow on the sails of the ship. Willing it to sail all around the Caribbean. Haha! I love shipping and I’m terrible at slow burning ships because I just want it to happen now. I want them to kiss now! Haha! Thank you for making my days brighter with our rping. I always have a pleasant morning because there’s a cute reply from Shownu waiting for me in my IM on tumblr. It’s a wonderful start to my morning routine. Let me tell you~ Thank you. For everything. Let’s continue to be rp partners and even friends. I’m glad I got the guts to approach you. Hopefully you are just as happy~

@abxavterno

Cutie! Thank you so much for expressing concern over my icky eczema condition. Honestly if I were to bandage all my other patches of eczema, I would literally look like a mummy. There’s one big reason I dislike winter weather and this would be it. Dry skin. But don’t worry, I just gotta make it to at least like March or April and I think it’ll settle down and clear up. Till next time. OTL Anyway! Thank you so much for sticking around. I know there for awhile we’d have mun conversations and you’d share your worries with me. I still really value that and appreciate that. You’re so sweet and I feel like I can approach you any time. You’re a good person. I hope you know that. And gaaaah. Our muses are so cute! I don’t know if it’ll ever be an official ship but I definitely ship shy Seulgi with sexy Eros. I like the rp relationship we have. We’ve had a few threads and even though a lot of them haven’t worked out, that’s not stopped us from trying new pairings and plots. I like that~ I can appreciate and admire that. Thank you. You’ve made 2017 very enjoyable. Let’s keep at it!

@terniox

Sobs sobs sobs. I miss youuuuu. You were one of the first few people to pick me up when life around me was ending as I knew it. You were one of the first few people to help me dip my toes into the idea of being multiverse. I still only really had Tiffany at the time but I wanted her to have other verses. And you dived right in with me. Our ship is the longest lasting ship on this blog and it’s always going to be special to me. I hope you’re well. I really do because I know I don’t see or hear from you as often. But you’re still important to me. So you deserve your spot here with all these other wonderful people. Because you will forever be wonderful to me in my book. Let’s continue to be amazing friends no matter how far apart life tries to keep us, okay? Heehee~

@viiifates

Hellooooo~ Another one of those cuties who I don’t really talk to out of character but you’re still so wonderful to rp with! I like our plot. I honestly don’t know much about mafia plots no matter how many BTS mafia fanfics I read but haha! I promise I’m still having a blast no matter what. I have always wanted to dip my toes in the type of plot we have going on so it’s a joy and an honor to be able to rp that with you. I like how rping is casual and enjoyable while still being thrilling all at the same time. Thanks for putting up with my tumblr IM rping style that I’ve seemed to take quite a liking to lately. It’s so convenient and it’s still just as fun! You’re a wonderful rp partner and I hope we can also be good friends too!

@darksideofseoul

Ah sweetie pie! Thank you so much for being such a wonderful, understanding sweetheart. I was kinda sorta losing it and going out of my mind with panic the last time we spoke and I do apologize. I probably seemed so irrational. Apparently that’s what happens when eczema, stress, and coming down with a killer migraine falls upon you within two weeks’ time. I really do enjoy all our little threads we have going on. I’m glad we didn’t give up. BoA and Donghae are sooooo OTP material. heehee~ She’ll die if he ever proposes. haha! Thank you so much for being a wonderful rp partner. But not just for what you do within the rp community, but also what you do outside of it. You risk your life every day and I will always admire that. Stay strong and be safe out there, okay?

@dashdasxorphans

My fellow Ohioan! Congratulations on your wedding! I bet it was absolutely beautiful and hopefully you had lots of fun on your honeymoon~ Thank you so much for rping with me. I know it’s not something that happens often but I still enjoy every second of it. I never take it for granted. Your Leo was one of this blog’s first verses when it was still just Tiffany. Our muses have been through a lot and came a long way. I’ll always treasure the memories between our muses on this blog. You helped me learn what it was like to be multiverse so that I could one day become more confident in what I was doing as a writer and a mun behind the muse. Thank you. You’re wonderful and I hope you’re doing well!

@luminxscent

Sweet pea! I miss you bunches and I hope you’re doing well. I’ll never forget all that you’ve done for me. You were there when I was in so much pain. You managed to stay neutral while helping me piece myself and BoA back together. You know how much that means to me? When I was so sick that I could have physically puked. You were there. You were there. And I know we’ve had our ups and downs. But I think that’s what makes some of the greatest friendships. The strongest friendships. We always manage to gravitate back to each other. Through thick and thin. Thank you. I keep my pink haired Hongbin photo card at my desk and every time I look at it, I think of you. You gave me so many gifts and I wish I could give it back to you doubled! Please take care and never forget that you can always come to me to talk about anything~

@paperhecrts

New cutie friend person! Heehee~ You’re already turning into a partner who’s gonna fly with any idea I throw at you. I can tell. Thank you for embracing those crazy ideas and shipping with me from day one. Literally. Like I can tell we’ve got great chemistry as writers and I sure do hope I don’t annoy you with my out of character messages in tumblr IM. I get awfully paranoid when I realize that tumblr might not be sending my messages through. Seulgi and Baekhyun are just such OTP material and I’m excited for Tiffany and Jaebum. I love the rocky, unstable aspects of our two ships so far. It’s fresh and new and doesn’t scare me because I know in the end it’ll be okay for them~ I’m excited to see where they go in 2018!

@hvllelujah

Sweetheart! I sure hope you’re taking care of yourself. Color in a Hello Kitty coloring book for me, okay? Heehee~ I miss you and I really truly do hope you’re doing well. I know the last time we talked, you were getting life figured out which honestly is a full time job in itself. Remember, any time you wanna talk or need someone to just listen, I’m here. Our rping hasn’t exactly been a thing and once upon a time it really upset me but I’ve tried to grow up and be a big girl about things like that. Especially now that I’m gaining perspective and know how hard it is to keep up when all you wanna do is focus on other things. I’m sorry I ever made things difficult for you. I hope you can forgive me. I just really loved your writing and I wanted to be a part of it. But having matured over time, I really do hope you’re taking care of yourself and doing what’s best for you~ You be good, okay? Heehee.

@xvrwxrld

Whines I hope you’re taking care of yourself, sweet pea. You know how much I worry about you. Overworking yourself or living in conditions less than healthy. Stay warm this winter. I wish I could mail you a bunch of blankets. My grandmother made me a ton that I could give you. We’ve had our fun moments though, haven’t we? Time and schedules always seem to get in our way of rping. But I’ll never forget what you told me not too long ago. How you enjoyed my muses and thought they were wonderful. That’ll always mean a lot to me and I still blush like an idiot over it. I often worry that my girls are too....out there and weird. Haha. So thank you for taking the time to admire each one of them. I’ll always treasure that. One day we’ll get to plot and rp. I don’t know when, but it’s gonna happen. Count on it!

@avtvmnwings

I miss you, dear. I hope you’re okay and enjoying life~ Hopefully life is treating you well. It’s been awhile since we last spoke but I still think about you and I still try to watch over you from afar. We’ve had a lot of fun and exciting rps though, ne? You’re a great writer and I don’t ever want you forgetting that. Our out of character conversations were always enjoyable and heartfelt. I treasure those moments because you were able to open up to me and I appreciate that. More than you’ll know. You take care of yourself, okay? Be good and stay strong. You’re doing a wonderful job. Heehee~

[savoryspidey]

Who Knew? (Part 3)

Imagine: You never thought in a million years you would ever fall for someone like Peter Parker. Words: 1,387 Warnings: Language, Teenage hormones?? A/N: Third part to ‘Who Knew?’ Hope you all enjoy!

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“See you on Monday?” You ask holding both of Peters hands, standing in front of your building. He offered to take you home being so late, and being the perfect gentleman he is.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah, of course! I just have the Stark Internship this weekend so…” Peter says, not looking in your eyes at the last part. You don’t think too much of it. “Oh, yeah, alright. Don’t work too hard.” You joke. “Heh, alright Y/N, goodnight.” “Goodnight, Parker.” You say blushing. He leans in placing a gentle kiss to your lips. You give him two more pecks before you turn around and walk into your building, giving him a wave and a smile before entering. After showering you put on a white tank top and some underwear. you get in bed and smother yourself in blankets and sigh deeply. The comfort of your bed is like none other. You take out your phone to text Peter. You get home alright? Peter: Yeah, thanks for checking, Y/N No problem Peter 😘 Peter: So I had a lot of fun tonight :) you’re the best, really, there’s no one else like you Aw thanks Peter you’re the sweetest… and the cutest ;)

Peter: Thanks :) hey I gotta go but I’ll see you Monday, alright? Alright, can’t wait till Monday :) You sigh in contentment. Oh, Y/N, you’ve got it bad. You drift to sleep with a smile on your face. 

You wake up to a tapping on your window. You open your eyes slightly. It’s just the wind probably. It taps harder. You grab your phone to look at the time. 2:30 am. Tap. Tap. You groan and walk to your window, seeing what all the ruckus is about. You see a red and blue figure on your fire escape. You rub your eyes to wake yourself up, trying to comprehend if it truly is the one they call Spider-Man outside your window.

You’ve heard about him and seen his YouTube videos. He’s pretty amazing. Stopping a bus with his bare hands? Pretty impressive. You turn on the lamp on your desk and rush to the window opening it. Spider-Man crawls in, being careful not to make a noise, clutching his side. “Uh, h-hey?” You say confused.

Why is the Spider-Man in your room at 2:30 in the morning? He grunts. “A-are you okay?” You ask. “I-I’m sorry to do this to you, but there were these guys with weird tech. They got me pretty good… I just…” You see the whites of his spider eyes widen. You raise your eyebrows at him wondering why he stopped talking. You realize you’re braless, in a see through white tank top, and underwear. You instantly heat up and feel totally exposed and embarrassed in front of Queens’ hero. “Oh, I- uh. Sorry one second.” You go over to your closet and throw on your oversized blue Midtown School of Science and Technology sweatshirt. It stops mid thigh and you tell yourself that that’s good enough. Spider-Man rubs the back of his neck. “Y-yeah, so I just saw your building- it was the closest and I climbed up.” He says an octave higher. You nod in understanding.

“I see… I-I’m sorry, I’m not a nurse or anything. I do have a first aid kit though?” You state. “Y-yeah that’d be great.” He says hoarsely. “Sit here.” You help him sit on your bed, grabbing his legs onto the mattress, his head against the backboard. “I’ll be right back, Spidey. Don’t-don’t go anywhere.” You say heading to your bathroom. “Mhm.” He grunts. Don’t go anywhere? What the hell are you thinking? You come back with a basic first aid kit you keep in your bathroom. You sit on your knees, kneeling over the edge of the bed to tend to Spider-Mans wounds. You see he’s bleeding badly on his right side. “Sorry if I bled through your sheets.” He says apologetically. “You save the city every night, risking your life, it’s okay if you bleed a little. That’s the least of my worries.” You say quietly. He sighs at your statement. “Um, I-I need to clean the wound… can you take the suit off?” You say looking away, hoping he didn’t see the tint of red in your cheeks. He nods and presses the spider on his chest. The suit instantly loosens and he pulls off halfway but then yelps at the pain. “Here, let me.” You offer. You peel back his suit slowly, scanning his toned torso. Damn, he’s fucking built. He’s a superhero, Y/N, of course he’s ripped. He notices your stares and he clears his throat snapping you out of your daze. You look away and stop pulling his suit down just above his hips. You want to take the whole suit off because, damn… NO, Y/N! Focus!

You see he’s bleeding badly so you grab cotton balls and pour disinfectant on it. You place the cotton on his cut and he winces at the pain. “Sorry.” You say apologetically. “I-it’s alright.” He says gritting his teeth. He talks about his encounter with the criminals and you listen intently. It’s not everyday a superhero crawls in your window asking for your help. 

To not make it awkward you talk about yourself and school. “Midtown High, huh?” He points at your sweatshirt. You look down and nod. “Yeah it’s a pretty tough school, and it’s got some good people.” You say smiling, meaning Peter. “O-oh? Good people?” He says high pitched. Gosh he sounds familiar. “Yeah I used to have these friends, well not friends anymore I guess, but I met this great pair.” You say.

He doesn’t care about that, Y/N, what are you thinking? “Oh? Really?” He asks interested. “Yeah, Ned and Peter. Ned, he’s so funny and quirky. And Peter… Peter…” you say blushing. “Sounds like you like this uh, Peter?” He asks lowering his voice. Okay you noticed that. “Yeah he’s so smart, and awkward, but it’s cute, and he has this hair that’s just, and eyes, that are- wow.” You stop cleaning his wounds and think about Peter. Spider-Man hums happily at your response. You regain your focus and continue cleaning his wound.

“How about you, Spidey? Got a special someone?” You ask. “M-me? Y-yeah… She’s… she’s great. She’s smart, and compassionate, and thoughtful… She’s got these eyes I could just stare into them forever… and her hair… I don’t know how someone can be so amazing.” You can almost hear his smile. You think it’s sweet how he talks about her. After you finish cleaning up the wound, you place a gauze pad over it so it can’t get infected. “All done.” You say relieved. He didn’t die, thank goodness. You help him slide his suit back up. Once it’s around his shoulders, he presses the spider on his chest and the suit tightens. Wow he looks so fucking good.

He gets up and faces you. You’re just barely an inch away from each other. You clear your throat and head to the window and slide it up. Just as he was about to leave he stands in front of you again leaving barely any space in between you two. He brushes the back of his hand to your cheek. The moonlight falls softly over your face and he stares at you. To him, you’re absolutely glowing, although you’re makeup-less, pants-less, and hair in a messy bun. You immediately feel self conscious in your state and look down in embarrassment. “You’re breathtaking.” Spider-Man says. You smile at the flattering remark. You get that same warm feeling in the pit of your stomach when Peter compliments you, when you’re with Spider-Man. “Thanks for patching me up. You’re a life saver.” Spider-Man states. “Not a problem, Spidey, just try and be more careful next time, yeah?” You say. 

He drops his hand from your face and peels back his mask. Your eyes grow wide at the action. He stops his mask just below his nose and plants a kiss to your cheek. He pulls his mask back down and exits your window. Your face grows hot and you place your hand over your kissed cheek. He gives you a little wave before slinging off your building. You stand there speechless, still holding your cheek.

MASTERLIST

[xiaosungs]

Hwang Minhyun - Teacher!AU

Hope you enjoy this one!

I’m soft for Minhyun with kids

Word count: 1770

Being a single parent wasn’t exactly hard, but it came with its challenges

Like when you had to work night shifts and the restaurant you worked at, it was normally late notice and hard to find someone to look after your daughter, Somi

You had moved to Seoul after college, wanting a change of scenery and new life away from Busan

Except now you were kind of regretting that

When your daughter started pre-school, you had no idea where to enroll her, until your friend Nayoung suggested Pledis Pre School

Apparently it had good reviews and good staff there so you applied for a tour of the place

There were only 3 grades in the school and 3 classes per grade 

Since it was the holidays, no teachers were in so you couldn’t meet them but the school seemed good enough anyway

You agreed to enroll her there and classes started in a week

So for the last week of both of your breaks you did everything

Disney movie marathons

Days out at the park

Shopping together etc.

School-time and work-time finally rolled around and the two of you reluctantly got out of bed and ready for the day

After getting yourself and your daughter dressed, you went to make breakfast for the two of you

Toast and nutella, but no crusts for Somi

Finally, it was time to leave, but not before checking she had everything ready for the 20th time

“Pencil case?”

“Yes...”

“Notebook?”

“Yes, you’ve asked about 10 times. Now can we please just leave”

You dropped her off on time and watched at the gate as she flew off across the playground to line up with the rest of her grade

The only other kid she knew was Nayoung’s girl, but she was a social butterfly and would make friends in no time.

When you headed to work the restaurant still had an hour until opening, so you had plenty of time to clean and set up.

It wasn’t until 2pm, an hour before school ended, that your manager asked you for overtime

You tried to say that you couldn’t, but apparently there had been a surprising amount of bookings for the night and too many people were off sick.

When you managed to get on your break, you called Nayoung to see if she could take care of Somi for a couple of hours

“Ah I’m really sorry, y/n, but it’s her grandparents picking her up and she’s got her ballet class tonight so I can’t. I’m so sorry”

“No don’t worry, it’s not your fault!”

“Why don’t you try ringing the school and see what they can do”

“Yeah, okay, thanks for that”

“No problem, hope you get it sorted y/n”

You called up the school and let them know that you’d be late

Luckily they had after school clubs available, but that’d only give you an hour, after that there was nothing

“I’m sorry, I’m not sure what else we can do”

“I’ll see when I can finis-”

You were cut off by a man taking the phone

“Hello, this is y/n right?”

“Yes, who is this?”

“Ah, I’m Hwang Minhyun, Somi’s teacher”

Oh

“Oh hello, Mr Hwang, is everything okay?”

“Of course, Somi is fine, but I think I can help you. I overheard your conversation with Kahi and I’m staying late tonight anyway. I can keep Somi with me until you can finish if that’s okay with you.”

Okay, y/n, let’s weigh out your problem here:

A) You’ve never met his man, you have no idea who he really is

B) There’s no way your manager is letting you off on time

C) There’s literally no other option

“Are you sure? I don’t want to burden you.”

“No honestly it’s fine, I was planning on staying later anyway.”

“Oh my god you are an absolute life saver Mr Hwang. Thank you so much!”

“No problem, y/n. Have a good shift.”

“You too.”

You took a breath of relief that you finally found a solution, but you manager yelled at you to get back to work, breaking the calm

Rolling your eyes, you followed him back out to the restaurant to continue taking orders and waiting the tables

Minutes soon turned into hours and by 6 o’clock you were almost at begging on your knees when they let you go

Clearing away as quickly as possible, you practically sprinted to the school, luckily only around a kilometer away from your workplace

You reached Somi’s classroom (nearly hitting the completely glass doors in the process) to be greeted with your daughter’s loud laughter

Knocking as you went in, you saw Somi sat on the floor, clutching her stomach and laughing, while a tall and extremely handsome man drew on the chalk board and spoke in a strange voice

Your knocks caught Somi’s attention and she immediately ran over to you and hugged your waist

“Uhm, hi, you must be y/n, right?”

“Yes, and I can presume that you’re Mr Hwang, right?”

“No need for formalities, call me Minhyun”

The two of you shook hands and smiled

Damn his hands are warm... and huge... Shut up, y/n

“Can I call you Minhyun?”

Somi’s high-pitched voice called from lower down

“Maybe when it’s just the two of us okay? It can be our little secret, wouldn’t want the other kids stealing it would we?”

Minhyun tapped the side of his nose and Somi copied, giggling at the thought of having something special with the teacher

The two of you headed home, but not before thanking Minhyun a lot more for taking care of Somi

He told you not to worry about it and that he’d do it again if you needed it

Luckily the next few weeks were relatively uneventful at the restaurant

There were the obvious complaints and rude customers, but only once were you a little late, and you just let Somi go to after school club

It was a Wednesday which meant either art or baseball

When you picked her up, Somi wouldn’t stop talking about how “Mr Hwang came into our art club and tried to draw. He wasn’t very good. You’re better so you should teach him sometime...”

Not a bad idea honestly... You’d get to spend more time with Minhyun, which is never a bad thing

The week after was another busy Friday night

By then you and Minhyun had exchanged phone numbers... Just in case something like this happened, you told yourself,even thought the two of you mainly sent odd memes to each other

You quickly dialed his number and if Somi could stay with him for a while tonight

Obviously he had no problem with it and hoped you managed to have a good evening there

But the universe seemed to have it out for you that night

First, a woman decided to scream at you about the broth in her dish being too hot for her, even though she ordered the spiciest meal available

However being the server, you could only agree wither hand get the dish re-done

Next, a full tray of drinks was spilt over you by another waiter, you both continued to apologise to each other as you cleaned up and got changed

A child thought that it’d be a good idea to pull at your clothing as you walked by, almost ripping them and exposing you

And lastly, you had to clean up from a messy couple who decided to dine and dash, making your manager even angrier 

Feeling incredibly stressed, you left the restaurant to pick up Somi

With everything that happened you didn’t realise that it had reached 8:30pm

“Shit....” 

You started walking faster to get to there faster, Somi was probably worried about where you were

Crashing through all the doors on the way in, you were quickly shushed by Minhyun who pointed to a sleeping Somi on a beanbag in the corner

You came in nodding and started whispering

“Minhyun I’m so sorry, i went so overtime and it’s just been so stressful and I didn’t realise the time, everything went wrong and I didn’t know how late it would get-”

“Hey, hey, y/n shh, it’s fine. We were reading a book and she fell asleep on me so put her over there. Everything is okay.”

You nodded but couldn’t help the tears that started to stream down your face

“Y/n, he everything’s okay now, you’re fine, Somi’s fine okay”

He pulled you into a hug and you cried into his chest

“No I’m a terrible mother, I should get a better job. Somi doesn’t deserve this, she needs someone better”

Minhyun pushed you away and bent down to look you in the eyes

“Y/n, look at me.”

You lifted your gaze to meet his, his eyes staring deeply at you

“You are an amazing mother, you’re not terrible, Somi deserves everything she gets. It doesn’t matter what job you have, as long as you care for your daughter”

 Hearing this from Minhyun made you tear up even more and you shoved yourself into his chest again

There was a wet patch where you were earlier but neither of you seemed to mind

You stayed there for another minute or so, just letting the tears pour out as Minhyun held you

You pulled yourself away to get a tissue and dry your eyes

You returned to Minhyun drying his shirt from where you were, making you laugh a little

When he noticed you were stood there, he brought you close once again and brushed stray hairs out your face

You blushed at the action even though you were literally chest to chest with him minutes ago

Minhyun’s cheeks flushed when he saw yours but didn’t back away

“Y/n... Can I...”

He didn’t finish his sentence before you met his lips

Luckily Somi was asleep and didn’t have to see the two of you kiss in her classroom

You and Minhyun stayed there for a few minutes, just kissing and enjoying each other’s presence

Remembering how late it was, you gathered Somi’s things together and went to wake her gently

The two of you left and you hugged Minhyun goodbye

When you were putting Somi into bed she caught your hand before you left

“Is Mr Hwang going to be my daddy?”

Shocked by her question, you opened and closed your mouth like a fish

“Uh- Um, we’ll see okay... Get some sleep”

You went to bed that night thinking about how right it felt to have Minhyun hold you and hug you...

Maybe he will be, Somi

Maybe

[lailadermctt-moved]

RULES: answer these 85 statements and tag 20 people

tagged by the amazing @percygottago​ thank you v much!!♡♡

i’m tagging @frxnkenstein​​ @donnatartts​ @xjosten​ @sentient-forest-boy​ @robincross​ and that’s twenty

THE LAST…

1. drink: apple juice

2. phone call: school

3. text message: from my mom, “ok”

4. song you listened to: reocurring dream by ethan gruska

5. time you cried: i don’t know sometime this week probably

HAVE YOU EVER… (PT.1)

6. … dated someone twice: no

7. … kissed someone and regretted it: no

8. … been cheated on: no

9. … lost someone special: yes

10. … been depressed: uh yeah

11. … gotten drunk and thrown up: no

FAVORITE COLORS

12. mustard yellow

13. black

14. pink

IN THE LAST YEAR, HAVE YOU…

15. … made new friends: yes!!

16. … fallen out of love: no

17. … laughed until you cried: absolutely

18. … found out someone was talking about you: i don’t remember. maybe probably

19. … met someone who changed you: i don’t think so

20. … found out who your friends are: kind of?? i guess??

21. … kissed someone on your facebook list: nope

GENERAL

22. how many of your facebook friends do you know in real life: uhh most of them i think? i don’t use facebook i don’t know

23. do you have any pets: a dog!! named shadow!! my boy!!

24. do you want to change your name: honestly? a little bit, yeah

25. what did you do for your last birthday: went to class like,,,all day

26. what time did you wake up: six-ish

27. what were you doing at midnight last night: reading oedipus

28. name something you can’t wait for: to move out

29. ??? there is no 29

30. ……. no 30 either

31. what are you listening to right now: i’ll cry by juanita stein

32. have you ever talked to a person named tom: my grandpa went by tom so yeah

33. something that is getting on your nerves: it’s been weeks since i finished writing anything

34. most visited website: uh tumblr probably

35. hair color: currently purple, naturally brown

36. long or short hair: short

37. ??? she’s gone

38. ……. not here either

39. piercings: just my ears as far as i’m aware

40. blood type: you say that like i know

41. nicknames: em

42. relationship status: v single

43. zodiac: taurus

44. pronouns: she/her

45. favorite tv show: b99 probably

46. tattoos: currently none, i’ve got several that i want

47. right or left-handed

48. surgery: i had ligaments replaced in my knee when i was like. 14? that i immediately ruined when i blew out my knee again six months later lmao

49. piercings: ?? already answered

50. sport: i’m. not a sports person i don’t know

51. vacation: honestly anywhere. everywhere. not here

52. pair of trainers: i don’t know?? what this is asking?? favorite pair?? white nikes i don’t know

MORE GENERAL

53. eating: as in what am i eating right now? sour patch kids

54. fave drink: strawberry milk

55. what you’re up to: uhh gotta work on this fic before it kills me

56. waiting for: someone to lend me a damn calculator for chemistry

57. what do i want: honestly could go for some hot chocolate rn

58. do you ever want to get married: i mean if it happens it happens it’s not like. Super Important to me

59. career: the dream would be working in like. editing. or writing

WHICH IS BETTER

60. hugs or kisses?

61. lips or eyes?

62. shorter or taller?

63. older or younger? i?? am gonna keep this crossed out i don’t know what

64. nice arms or nice stomach? i guess??

65. hook up or relationship?

66. troublemaker or hesitant?

HAVE YOU EVER… (PT.2)

67. … kissed a stranger: nope

68. … drank hard liquor: no

69. … lost glasses/contact lenses: sometimes i knock my glasses off my desk by accident and spend a good five minutes trying to find them on the floor without getting out of bed

70. … turned someone down: yes and it was miserable

71. … sex on the first day: consider: no sex ever thx

72. … broken someone’s heart: not that i’m aware of

73. … had your heart broken: uh yes

74. … been arrested: no

75. … cried when someone died: yes

76. … fallen for a friend: nope

DO YOU BELIEVE IN…

77. … yourself: meh

78. … miracles: maybe?

79. … love at first sight: ehhhh not really

80. … santa claus: no?

81. … kiss on the first date: for me, no

82. … angels: maybe

OTHER

83. current best friend’s name: lori

84. eye color: greenish greyish i don’t know..ish

85. favorite movie: chicago